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The story begins with a yellowed marriage certificate, which was delivered to the Zhou family along with the invitation from the Zhao family. This sudden object forcibly tied two people who had no intersection together. The first time Liang Wanhe heard the name "Zhao Hengnian" was from his cousin. My cousin once mentioned that this Zhao family heir acted calmly and decisively after taking over the family group, and managed the family business in an orderly manner. Today, the territory spans many fields such as finance, paints, books, and medicinal materials. At that time, she was immersed in her cheongsam studio, sketching Jiangnan patterns on silk fabrics. She was with needlework and satin all day long, replicating traditional aesthetics with every stitch. She didn't care much about the famous figures in the business world, and just thought it was a distant and unfamiliar name, and she forgot it after hearing it. I never thought that this person who only existed in the vague label of "cousin's business partner" would become someone who would be tied to me for the rest of his life because of this old deed that came with the invitation. On one side is her small cheongsam studio, with the elegant charm of embroidery and the insipidity of being accompanied by the inheritance of traditional clothing day after day; on the other side is his business empire, the profound heritage of a wealthy family, and the all-powerful man in charge of multiple industries. A marriage certificate comes from the beginning of the birthday party, like an invisible bridge, spanning the differences like mountains and flowing water. Two people who were supposed to be moving forward in parallel on their own tracks without any intersection were actually dragged to the same track by this old piece of paper.