The man I have been secretly in love with for half a year is finally getting married under the pressure of the family. It is natural that the bride cannot be me, a newcomer who has just graduated from college and is just starting out in the workplace.
And it was not until the very end that I realized that people had never had me in their hearts from the beginning to the end, and I felt that reality is indeed crueler and more realistic than novels.
When I finally decided to put my love on hold and focus on building a career in the workplace,
The new chairman of a large entertainment company who has been idolized for eight years - a king-level singer and childhood sweetheart - has expressed his feelings and lamented that reality is more ups and downs than fiction.
Is the peach blossom approaching? Or is another heartbreaking emotional drama about to take place?