Nine years ago, Yunpeng owed Zihan the end of his first love. Their family seemed to have disappeared from the world, leaving Zihan with countless thoughts and confusion.
Nine years later, in a strange city, they met again, but his name was Mo Shaozhe, and he had a rich girlfriend. The funniest thing was that by coincidence, Zihan moved into his home, and he and his girlfriend were about to hold a grand wedding. What should she do?
Mo Shaozhe grabbed Zihan's hand, "You want to take my child to marry Zhengnan, why do you do this!"
Zihan sneered, "Why, just because we have no name and no status, do you care?" Zihan shook his hand away hard and got into Jiang Zhengnan's car with tears on her face.
Yalin held Mo Shaozhe's hand tightly and cried, "Azhe, what's yours is yours. If it's not yours, just let it go!" Mo Shaozhe opened his blood-red eyes, "She has been mine for a long time, and I will always be hers. You have tried your best to slander her and insult her. You make me sick, get out!"