The Year of Innocence (Next Book, Please Collect It! Please!)

[Beijing circle, overseas, calculation, seizing wife (unmarried, not cheating), double c] [The beautiful and scheming genius designer x the arrogant and ruthless prince of the Beijing circle] Lin Shiyi x Jiang Shaoping They are the collision of agility and silence, the entanglement of mountain spring water and fierce flames, the roar of torrential rain and strong wind. The first decade of the millennium has passed, and this is their year of innocence. - Winter night 2015, Vancouver. Jiang Shaoping had just withdrawn from a cross-border merger and acquisition negotiation when a harsh brake sound erupted on Robertson Street. He followed the sound and saw a girl wearing a white skirt and a thin coat running into the traffic without warning. Horns blared outside, signaling dissatisfaction. Jiang Shaoping saw her protecting the Chinese girl who fell in the middle of the road, and was a little panicked. Just when the hem of her coat was about to be caught by the tire beside her, Jiang Shaoping took her out with a quick stride. Lin Shiyi was still frightened, so he picked up the crying girl and comforted her in a low voice, and then thanked Jiang Shaoping in a low voice. Her eyes are sincere and her face is fair. When Jiang Shaoping met her clear eyes, he realized how heavy his heartbeat was. / 2017, Los Angeles. The lights in front of Lin's Atelier store were dim. When Jiang Shaoping opened the store door, the howling wind woke up Lin Shiyi who was dozing off. "Mr. Jiang came to visit late at night. Do you want to order mourning clothes or a wedding dress?" She lazily unfolded the measuring tape and spoke in a bad tone. He unbuttoned his rain-soaked black shirt: "Measure carefully. I want a shirt this time, a close-fitting shirt." When the measuring tape was wrapped around his waist, her index finger suddenly pressed down on the groove of his abdominal muscles and gently rubbed it: "Breathe in." He sneered: "Boss Lin, do you need to be so close to measure yourself?" "Mr. Jiang's temperature is too high." The tip of her nose almost touched his Adam's apple, "It's disturbing me." The rain crawled out of cobwebs on the glass, and the tape measure swam across his back amid the sound of rain. He turned around suddenly and hugged her waist. She screamed in surprise, and the edge of the sharp tape measure almost brushed her ear. His face was unkind, and his tone was clearly cold. If you listen carefully, there was a hint of hatred. "You calculated everything accurately. Why didn't you calculate that I would come after LA?" Lin Shiyi seemed to have only made two decisions of her own in a life controlled by a puppet: one was to approach him in Vancouver, and the other was to open a tailor shop in order to see him. "The sky is different, The innocent face forgotten in the dust, How reluctant this life is. " Background: Vancouver, Beijing, Los Angeles, New York 2025.2.16 01:44 Am Intention: love