Living under someone else's roof, she originally just wanted to fulfill her duty, find someone to love, and live a stable life.
A marriage contract, hatred between two generations, everything changed. It was destiny, but he didn't want to let go.
"You are my wife." Sheng Junzheng was condescending, clutching the thin piece of paper. Su You could only retreat step by step and sacrifice her best years to become a slave and a wife.
Whoever pays his sincerity by mistake first will lose everything first.
"I only have this sincerity left. Now, it's useless to give it to anyone. I might as well give it to you. After all, you are my nominal husband."
Su You signed the last contract on the hospital bed.