Cross the Line

*The copywriters all have time screenshot records Ying Wan, the daughter of the Ying family in Hong Kong City, was born beautiful, with bright eyes and good vision, and skin as white as gelatin. Her appearance was so good that she was chosen over her two half-sisters. Unfortunately, she was a sick child and rarely appeared in front of others. The Sheng family in the capital and the Ying family in the Hong Kong city have close ties. The two families want to marry and form a good relationship between Qin and Jin. The eldest son of Sheng, Sheng Zeming, accompanies his elders. In the open-air garden full of flowers, he accidentally catches a glimpse of the beauty. Sheng Zeming fell in love at first sight and begged his elders, hoping to form a good relationship with the third lady of the Ying family. It was a good thing to get married and get along well with each other. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. On the eve of the engagement, Sheng Zeming suddenly regretted the engagement and his whereabouts were unknown. Ying Wan was left alone to face the full house of guests. The girl has a weak figure, her head is lowered and her eyebrows are lowered. Her black hair covers her thin shoulders. Her fair skin is like high-quality warm jade. Her expression is timid and at a loss. Seeing that the engagement party was about to turn into a farce and become the laughing stock of the whole city The new head of the Sheng family, Sheng Qinghe, suddenly appeared at the engagement banquet. The man's eyes were cold, dignified and arrogant. In full view of everyone, he walked to the girl's side and said lightly, "The wedding banquet continues." Suddenly the whole hall was in an uproar, and it was as quiet as a chilling cicada. Everyone says that the head of the Sheng family, Sheng Qing He Qing Feng Ji Yue, has a heart as clear as a mirror, as if the new snow on the cliff is out of reach. But people don't know that new snow will also melt into the snow skin and turn into condensation. The hands that have been worshiping Buddha and offering incense all year round are brushing through the black hair, and they are addicted to grinding the delicate earlobes. The thin red color appears, the voice is low and magnetic, "Wanwan, why are you trembling?" That spring rain was falling and the fog was humid. Holding an umbrella, she walked to the ancient temple alone, hoping to get a fortune stick. Unfortunately, she was not lucky, and she got one and signed it. The girl was bright and beautiful, her dark eyebrows were lightly furrowed, and her tone was coquettish, "What explains why I'm so weak? I don't believe in fate, I only believe in myself." The startling glimpse of the ancient Rakshasa Temple became his nightmare. Demining: The heroine has an ex-fiancé, but there is no actual relationship No male protagonist Ten years difference in age The bloody literature about an old house on fire This is purely for your own taste, don't use self-produced food. Concept: Love is an equal embrace