The Buddha said that if there is a cause and a predestined relationship, the result will be inevitable. Six years, eleven months and nine days are like a snap of a finger.
It is supposed to be the result of the previous generation's karma for the next generation.
But there are always big bad wolves like Zuo An who keep their tail between their legs, trying every possible means to deceive innocent little white rabbits like Wen Nuan in an attempt to change this fate.
It's about doing your best and obeying destiny, but in the end it's more like destiny.
As a single mother and child, the plot lines of the male and female protagonists written by me are actually not cute at all.
Rather than a romance novel, it is more like a collection of my pet peeves about current affairs and social issues.
You are welcome to come, but please be careful if you don't like it.