The Yan Group is ranked first in the world and is as rich as any country in the world.
The eldest grandson of the Yan family has been arrogant and domineering since he was a child.
Yan Hejing, who had everything, met him who had nothing.
He was as upright and resolute as a sharp sword, cutting off Yan Hejing's love strands with one blow.
Everyone thinks that Yan Hejing's love for Zhou Zhanran is just a novelty. Someone who is so poor can really give this wealthy young master a certain sense of impact.
Yan Hejing was too lazy to argue. He was willing to waste time sleeping out of boredom, rather than waste time on irrelevant people.
Until his close cousin also came to ask him
"You are a powerful young master with trillions of dollars in wealth. You can't do anything you like. He doesn't necessarily have anything good except for his body."
"Trillions of wealth? I am willing to use trillions of wealth in exchange for his bravery."
Yet even the bravest of people have moments of fear.
Tyrant Yan Hejing would sometimes ask: "Zhou Zhanran, if you are not afraid of me, are you afraid of anything?"
Zhou Zhanran squinted his eyes and replied: "I'm afraid that my family will get sick, and I'm afraid that my relatives will leave."
But he was also curious about whether the eldest grandson of the Yan family, who responded to every call, would also be afraid?
"What about you, are you also afraid?"
Yan Hejing nodded.
"I was afraid of death before, but now I'm afraid of losing you."
I would like to give you all the sincerity and courage I had in my youth.
The young man's passionate blood cannot be exchanged for gold, and the love cast in the world is as fierce as purgatory.
I surrendered myself thousands of times.
In the Zhanran jade box, the autumn water is clear and steady.
The most precious treasure has its own nature, and its essence and hardness cannot be shared with others.
It can be folded inch by inch, but cannot be bent around the fingers.
Intention: Dedicate to you all the sincerity and bravery of my youth