Yongxian: "If you want to cry, I can lend you my shoulder."
Jiang Jiang thought for a while and shook his head: "No, if my tears stain your clothes, you will definitely make me pay for it."
Yong Xian: "The weather is nice today, I'll take you for a ride."
Jiang Jiang thought for a while and shook his head: "You must be bored. You want me to accompany you to eat, drink, and chat. It's absolutely obvious what you will accompany you next."
Yongxian: "Try the soup I cooked."
Jiang Jiang thought for a while and shook his head: "No, you must want to take revenge on me for making you vomit and vent your anger last time."
In Jiang Jiang's heart, Yong Xian was a shrewd plutocrat who made every step and never suffered a loss, so every time he said a word, Jiang Jiang would break out in a cold sweat.
Yong Xian finally couldn't help it anymore: "Jiang Jiang, I love you."
Jiang Jiang frowned: "This conspiracy is bigger, so we must prevent fire, theft, and Yongxian!"
Summarize it in one sentence:
He warmed her up to the hardships and dangers of finding her life experience, and she filled his originally lonely and resentful life with sweetness.