Noisy and boisterous, Shen Chi found her annoying and she hated him. In fact, was it really true annoyance and hatred? Clearly, she loved him and he loved her too.
Eight years passed in mutual disdain, and he thought he could hold her hand and walk the same path together until they turned grey and old.
Looking at the sunlight dappled through the branches, looking at the everlasting mountains and flowing waters. He could hold her, kiss her forehead, promise a lifetime of day and night together.
You are my Mumu, the most beautiful encounter of my life.
But he truly never thought she would leave him without a word.
Once he promised her years of peace in Chang'an, but now all he has is her saying "I hate you, Shen Chi."
Shen Chi's eyes reddened, his hands tightly clutching the sheets.
He, a grown man, just sat there crying, helpless.
All the mature and stable, the business group CEO, the elite of the business world… Now he was just Shen Chi, Xu Chaomu's husband.