President Daddy, Be More Reserved.

Wen Nian once loved someone so embarrassingly and so deeply that he couldn't even find him when he was so low and dusty. Wen Nian also hated someone, hated himself for being cowardly, hated that he was blind, hated that he couldn't catch him. Until she was hurt so much, Wen Nian never hated him. Even if this man was colder and colder than the cold wind in the long night, she couldn't bear to hate him. She was only sad, unwilling, and heartbroken. She always lost in the games she played with Yan Jinnan, but slowly Yan Jinnan realized that it was himself who was truly defeated. "Wen Nian, give me another chance." His voice was low, as pleasant as ever. But she just curled her lips slightly and said, "Mr. Yan, I borrowed it." Her past was abandoned long ago when she was hurt and walked away. And he was just one of the ones she left behind.