To her, her father was once a mountain, a mountain she could rely on, but she fell from the top to the bottom overnight.
She couldn't believe that her father, who was once so reliable and loved her mother, actually abandoned them. From then on, she no longer believed in love.
Two men in a predicament, one as cold as ice and the other as hot as fire.
The same sentence: "I love you." Came from different men. Two tastes, one sweet and one worried.
Kneeling down on one knee at the same time, she hesitated. One was a wife, and the other was a child of a wealthy family. With such a difference, how to decide between the two choices of heart and mind?