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[The Proud Son of Heaven Waiting for Opportunities x The Sober and Determined Rich Lady] Years of secret love in girlhood have failed, and a long-planned love from heaven is waiting for an opportunity to move. The stolen literature caused by a drunken encounter is actually a two-way journey that is destined to be full of sweetness. Qin Wenzhi once wrote a sentence when he was eighteen years old - I hope that every year like today, the prodigal son can see his return. There are prodigal sons who come back in this world, but it's not her who favors them. On that drunken night, Qin Wenzhi smashed the car window with his high heels and asked, "Are you a prodigal?" He fell drunk in the man's arms before hearing the reply. Because a beautiful night involves the obsession of not seeing the light of day for many years. It only took more than half a year from Song Ji's warmth to Jiang Yu's love to Mrs. Jiang's. Qin Wenzhi pulled Jiang Yu's hair with a smile on his face: "It seems to be progressing a bit fast." Jiang Yu leaned in for a kiss, his voice a little aggrieved: "I'm not happy." No one knew that just before the car window was smashed, the decisive Xiao Jiang's hand holding the cigarette was shaking.

[Perverse and uninhibited sensitive girl VS The flower of the high mountain crazily criticized the male god] [1v1 + childhood sweetheart + female protagonist + female chasing male + reunion + two-way redemption] The cold and arrogant Shen Zhiyu and the wanton Jiang Qili went through misunderstandings, protection and two-way running after their reunion, and finally solved the past knot and joined hands in a sweet sadomasochistic story of youth. Jiang Qili appears to be a carefree person but is actually a brave and heroic person who will run laps on behalf of her classmates. Shen Zhiyu, on the surface, is venomous but is actually crazy about criticizing. She treats Jiang Qili "one way on the surface but another behind the scenes." The two go from "torturing each other" to protecting each other, and make up for the regrets of their youth bit by bit.