Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't think I'm poor now, in the future~
Well, Yuan Chunlai admits that he will be poor in the future.
A poor schoolboy transforms into an 18th-tier star, while his rich male classmate successfully inherits his father's business.
Three years later, when she saw Shen Zhou being toasted at a dinner party, Yuan Chunlai just felt that this was how it should be.
The relationship between them should be like this, looking up, distant, and invisible.
When he stood up and went out, his manager quickly grabbed him. Such a good opportunity would be a pity. Yuan Chunlai's palms were dug into by nails. He told himself that he could no longer be tempted.
It was late autumn, he was still wearing short sleeves, the cold wind was blowing, and the next second he was covered with a warm coat. Turning back, he met those cold eyes, which reminded Yuan Chunlai that he saw the same eyes when they first met, but now they were more angry.
Intention: Try to become a better person