When he was fifteen years old, Jiang Chusheng mistook Ji Shaotian for someone else. Not only did he hug Ji Shaotian's neck and start a conversation, he also rolled on someone else's Simmons.
When they were nineteen years old, they crossed the road hand in hand, showing off their affection to the point of angering both humans and gods.
When she was twenty-five years old, she returned from distant England, and a transfer letter threw her back in front of him. At that time, she looked at him indifferently, and when she opened her mouth, she was already the most unfamiliar with Mr. Ji. There was a pretty fiancée by his side. He looked at her coldly and said, Miss Jiang, would you mind coming to my wedding as a bridesmaid?