The blank memory allowed Jiang Jin to erase the painful past. When she opened her eyes at the age of seven, the world seemed to have restarted before her eyes. The surroundings became unfamiliar, only the brilliant ginkgo trees were blown up by the wind, and occasionally a few pieces fell quietly, fluttering in the wind, sinking slowly, with such relief and calmness, they landed firmly on the shoulders of the young boy. The pain in her body seemed to be dissolved bit by bit by this golden piece, replaced by a light feeling of relief.
In her memory, moving was a common thing, like a refugee on the run, but the love of her family slowly filled the black hole in her memory. The days were peaceful, but there was warmth everywhere, until something unexpected happened again, with a broken home and him disappearing, there was only one letter
: Xiao Xian, the weather has been fine recently, and the ginkgo trees in the park will look better than last year. The temperature difference between morning and evening is large, so remember to wear thicker clothes. I'm not here. Don't take shortcuts through bridge openings during heavy rains, and lock the doors and windows when you go to bed at night... To - my little painter
Seven years later, a big shot with no roots dropped into the capital. He acted insidiously and ruthlessly, and within a few months he had gathered people from all over the capital...
What kind of ulterior identities and secrets are hidden when the sinister loyal dog and Qingfeng Langyue meet again?
Intention: Two powerful CPs who have overcome all obstacles. Their fate is linked by a deep fate, and each of them blazes a bloody path. The male protagonist lurks in foreign countries and colludes with the domestic Fu family, stabilizing his position step by step, and finally returns to China to start his own business empire and pursue his wife, occupy the gangster's nest, and achieve happiness