At the age of eighteen, she was a proud and confident elementary school girl at the entrance ceremony. However, when he had a promising future, he was dragged into the abyss by family changes. At the age of twenty-six, she was his defense lawyer, and he could only hide his fragile self-esteem with a pretentious expression of indifference. With a decree, the two of them were separated from each other. At the age of thirty-one, she was becoming more outstanding and dazzling, but she was still prone to getting lost in trivial matters. He was by her side, taking care of her meals, protecting her secretly, and acting as an acquaintance who was not even a friend in the name of returning favors. He knew very well: Zheng Hui is a princess and what she needs is a prince. He can't be a prince, he just wants to be her knight. At the age of thirty-two, he burst into tears at the wedding. His friends laughed at him because the bride hadn't even cried yet, so why was he crying? "What do you know? I married the girl I fell in love with when I was eighteen."
