"Zhao Qiya, make sure you remember me!"
When he left, he gave her a gift representing his family, hoping she would remember him during the years he was away.
When they met again, she remembered everything except him.
By then, she had lost everything. Her family had betrayed her, she had been abandoned at the altar, and everyone claimed that her achievements in the design world were plagiarized. Worst of all, her right hand was almost useless.
He stood before her, gently lifting her chin and smiling wickedly. "I can clear your name and restore the glory that should have been yours... My only condition is that you become my lover. I decide how long it lasts."
