There are thousands of possibilities for love, but he only has one.
The so-called waiting has become a habit for him, but he is also used to being indifferent to everyone, and she is an exception.
She has lived a prosperous life since she was a child, and her family, friendship, and family background are all top-notch.
But God is always fair, with gains and losses.
What is the love that follows after there is a gap in family ties?
In this life, I don't think about anything other than you. If this is not love, what do I have to be sad about?
This is a story about childhood sweethearts, a cold and powerful male protagonist and his doting heroine who is heartless but very smart.
I wrote this story just to fulfill a dream about love.