The thing Lin Wanqing has always been best at is being sensible.
When her mother told her to marry, she did. When her fiancé told her to wait, she waited.
She spent more than twenty years of her youth in a loveless engagement, until one night at a seaside town's night market, holding a sea-salt ice cream cone and smiling with her eyes crinkled
someone saw her.
Lu Zeyan, head of a restaurant empire, is cold and distant, a ruthless force in the business world.
His heart had been unmoved for over twenty years, but the moment he saw her smile, he fell completely.
He learned that she had a fiancé and that their wedding was near.
An ordinary person would have backed off, but he refused to.
Offering her an umbrella in the rain, arranging chance meetings at restaurants, and quietly getting her out of trouble, he carefully planned every step, hoping only that she would willingly come to him.
But she didn't know that. All she saw was his cold indifference, the women around him who wouldn't leave him alone, and rumors in their circles that he was engaged.
She pieced together all the “coincidences” and decided it was all part of a carefully laid scheme.
She blocked him, fled from him, and stabbed him with the cruelest words she could find:
“Lu Zeyan, the thing I regret most in this life is meeting you.”
He didn't know how to explain himself.
He only knew that even if she hated him, he wouldn't let her go.
Until one day, all the truth was laid bare before her:
Everything she thought was scheming had been one person's all-out effort to protect her.
Everything she thought was indifference had been one person's restraint, afraid to get too close.
It turned out there had never been any scheme.
Only a man who, from the moment they met, had never intended to let her go.
“Lin Wanqing, welcome to every day of the rest of my life.”
“How convenient. Me too.”
Theme: Learn to grow through love, meet each other halfway, and bring out the best in one another
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