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[When your destiny collapses, who will draw a blueprint for your rebirth? Zhou Mingyuan, a once talented architect, lost his legs, career and dignity due to a construction accident, and became a street beggar. Until that snowy night, the young female doctor Lin Nuan reached out to him - and the hospital logo on her badge was exactly the work he designed fifteen years ago. In the corridor of Renhe Hospital, two souls tricked by fate gradually approached: - He hid that he was the indirect murderer of her father's death - She has all the newspaper clippings about the accident. - He thought it was a punishment from fate - She understands that this is her father's secret arrangement When the truth melts away like winter snow, can the deepest guilt bloom into the flower of forgiveness?

When they first met at a financial summit, she got into trouble with Qi Zhan, the king of hell in the business world. ** \U003E The gambling game cut off Hu's billion-dollar order, and the dancing at the cocktail party set off hot searches. \U003E When the data leakage occurred, she was imprisoned as a "commercial espionage"-- \u003E Qi Zhan smashed the secret compartment of the study and took out the faded iron box: \u003E **"Here is the contract! I am your fiancé!"** \U003E The candy wrapper turns yellow, and the childish handwriting burns the eyes: \u003E **"The little mute belongs to the little sun for life!"** \U003E Before she could sneer and break the contract, Mrs. Qi handed over the burnt identity tag. \U003E There are bloody words on the back: \u003E **"Save me! It was my mother Zhou Yaya who locked the door and set the fire--"*