On the eve of graduation, my fiancé fell in love with his classmate.
Being "broken up" again, Su Jin thought, will every noble man fall in love with a lilac-like Cinderella? A rich girl raised in a wealthy circle is destined to lose to a poor girl as fresh as the white moonlight?
I can't choose where I come from, but please don't think of being rich as my original sin. Get rid of, leave, search, and return home, but it turns out that it is where the flowers are blooming when you look back.
Su Jin: I just want to be the protagonist in my own story.
Cheng Yan said: My dear, the flowers on Moshang have bloomed, and you can go home slowly. . . . . .