Shen Qingning is the daughter of a capitalist. She has no worries about food or clothing, but she has no friends, all because her background is like a stain that follows her everywhere.
During the poorest and most turbulent decade, eight-year-old Shen Qingning was taken overseas by her parents. Only after everything had settled down did she return with them to her homeland.
Back home, Shen Qingning resumed the same lavish life she had always known. Servants looked after her at home, and a driver took her to and from school. To her, it was all perfectly ordinary. But in everyone else's eyes, it seemed that everything about her had become unforgivable.
A refined man in a white shirt and black trousers looked at her with deep disappointment.
“Shen Qingning, the way you are now is frightening.”
“Shen Qingning, I don't like the way you act now. Come see me again when you've changed.”
A girl with two braids looked at her with disgust.
“You're so selfish. Capitalists' daughters are disgusting.”
“Someone like you thinks you can pursue Chen Siyu? Keep dreaming!”
Proud as she was, how could Shen Qingning put up with such mockery and insults? Of course she was going to fight back. But before she could do anything, someone stepped in front of her first, his tall frame shielding her from every storm. From behind him, all she heard was his resounding defense of her.
“Sure. I'll take her to the graveyard and light a stick of incense for you.”
“Why don't you look in a mirror? A maggot is better-looking than you.”
Much later, Shen Qingning nestled in the arms of a soldier known as the sharpest-tongued man around. Poking at his stiff green uniform, she asked softly,
“When did you start liking me?”
In reply, he showered her with kisses, and a night she couldn't escape began...
As snow and wind raged, a little beggar in tattered clothes huddled by the wall. A pair of delicate little leather shoes, dusted with snow, stopped in front of him. He looked up. What a big doll...
“This is all the lucky money I got today. You can have it. Dad says it can bring you peace and good fortune~”
The doll spoke...
“Ningning!”
Someone called the doll away...
When their passion was at its height, sweat dampened Shen Qingning's temples. She heard a low murmur beside her ear: “Ningning, my doll.”
Please note:
1. One man, one woman, both each other's first and only; sweet romance
2. To be decided
Theme: Fate is written in the stars
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