Lu Jinghua, a lantern of the nobles in the twilight years of the Republic of China, is desolate, beautiful and incomparable. In that turbulent era, all she wanted was to grow old together with one person. And that person, her cousin, Long Jianming, finally failed her. And her teacher, who was also her brother-in-law, took possession of him when she couldn't bear the pain anymore. Her brother-in-law, Shen Fengcheng, didn't even give her a concubine position. In the end, for Lu Yuan and the family, she married Wu Xingqiang, a rogue second generation ancestor. Can her affection and love be overwhelmed?
When the fire broke out all over the garden that day, who cried for whom? Do you think power is love? When Long Jianming held another woman's hand, his eyes were full of love because she looked like her. When someone wants to threaten her, Shen Fengcheng would rather stain his hands with blood because he loves her and would not hesitate to go to hell. Is this love?
If so, why is it so painful? If not, why can't you let go.
That woman, that her, that woman with a bright smile.
But after all, she is not her, not that girl.
She is already the biggest boss in Pingcheng and a businessman. She is careless, stingy, and ruthless, but she is also tired sometimes. Who can I rely on?
It's not that she doesn't have it, it's just that after going through the sea, she is no longer able to love. All she loves is money, her son, and her family business. But can this kind of love last?
When the war breaks out in the city, this love cannot last. In the sky above Lu Yuan, the heartbroken harp sounded. She left behind her alluring wealth and its secrets. The flames of Lu Yuan swallowed up the greed of the Lu family's descendants.
She is dead and alive. No one knows. People who know will never want to tell this person who has lost their memory because they are afraid of pain. That person's name is Xu Haoze. Starting from watching the fireworks one night, I fell in love with her and hoped to be with her forever. Maybe she is no longer beautiful, but she is still the most beautiful scenery in his heart.
"Jian Ming, love sometimes involves letting go. I hope you never tell the so-called past." Xu Haoze said. "Don't you tell her where her son is?" "No, because I'm also very selfish." Xu Haoze said to him coldly: "Just hide it from her for the rest of my life."