After a confusing transaction, she bumped into a mysterious man. He is tall, handsome, but extremely poor, but she still pays attention to him, feels sorry for him, and falls in love with him. Even after being pushed away repeatedly, he was still stubborn and unable to look away. However, the sky was shattering and the earth was falling apart, so what? What he wanted was money, and what she wanted was warmth, so she still put on a wedding dress for another person and walked into the palace. Many years later, he suddenly woke up and looked back, but the revelation of family grudges, conspiracies, and layer upon layer of truth was a past that the two of them could not go back to. The attraction of fate, the destined brushing of shoulders, will there be a miracle of holding hands and growing old?