Touch the Spark of Love

He is worth tens of billions. At the age of twenty-three, he became the president of China. There are so many beauties around him, and he is already engaged to his childhood sweetheart. An accidental encounter sparked the spark of love. He saw her, she was his goddess. For her, he was willing to dress up as a poor student and enter the school. What kind of charm does she have that makes him so obsessed with her? How he got closer to her step by step, and how many setbacks and hardships they experienced between them. What will happen to him and her in the end? Can they enter the wedding hall together? The water and trees are clear and the moon is waxing, and the clouds are deep, revealing half of the makeup on the face. Is her beauty really that hazy? Spring peaches are no better than snow on the mountaintops, and heavy makeup is better than bare face. Is her beauty really that stunning? Leaning alone by the south window, I shed tears in the wind, thinking hard about the beauty who has not returned for a long time. Is she really the only one for him?