Even Chi Jingxuan, born with a golden key in his mouth and afforded the kind of grandeur that allowed him to look down upon everything in the world, had his own lonely memories that he wished to keep from others.
That year, his grandmother, the old Mrs.
Chi, was severely ill and admitted to the hospital.
The evening the hospital issued the critical condition notice, he sat alone and helpless in the hospital garden, his mood more downcast than ever before.
Born into such a large and complicated family, where each looked out for themselves, he had never felt parental affection.
In the many years since his mother had died in a car accident, his grandmother was his sole source of support.
If even she were to leave, he would truly be alone in this world.
Always strong and independent, at that moment, he suddenly didn’t know why he had been struggling so hard, an unprecedented sense of loss washing over him.
He had no recollection of when the chubby girl appeared; he only remembered her radiant smile.
Although her plumpness made her somewhat ugly and comical, the encouragement in her eyes was incredibly infectious.
She babbled on about many things, but he only remembered one sentence: “If the heart is happy, life is heaven!
Even if you’re the only person left in this world, you have to live for your own happiness and joy.”
After sitting alone for more than an hour, he returned to the ward to find that his grandmother, who had been unconscious, was miraculously awake.
Afterward, she gradually improved and then was discharged to go home.
Even Director Ruan of M City, known as the “Sai Hua Tuo”, said it was an impossible occurrence, almost akin to a miracle.
By the time everything was over and he wanted to thank the chubby girl, she had vanished as if evaporated from the world, to no avail in his search.
Three years later, the notepad in front of him stirred something in Chi Jingxuan’s heart.
Could it be her?
In a moment of distraction, Qin Yuji had already run off with her bag, and Chi Jingxuan’s cell phone rang once more.
As he walked away briskly, Chi Jingxuan couldn’t help but look back at the figure swiftly running through the crowd.
Frail yet upright, like a cactus stubbornly growing in a desert.
That evening, as if possessed, Chi Jingxuan went to Golden Age again.
Without seeing the familiar figure, he was somewhat preoccupied all night.
At the same time, within the Qin Family Mansion, Qin Yuji watched her mother, Liu Huiru, choosing dresses for her, feeling an unprecedented chill in her heart.
The two-meter-wide bed in her bedroom was now covered with all sorts of dresses in various colors and styles, all exquisitely noble.
Qin Yuji had never worn such beautiful dresses in all her years.
Now, all of them belonged to her.
Liu Huiru picked up a pearl-white, diamond-encrusted, strapless gown and held it against Qin Yuji’s frame, with a smile on her face, she said, “Rainy, wear this one to the Hu family banquet.
It’s fresh, elegant, yet modest and dignified, and you will surely make a stunning impression.”
In the elite circles of M City, the invitation from the Hu family came a month ago.
Officially, it was for a charity donation, but in reality, it was a session for the Hu family to choose a daughter-in-law.
Qin Yuji’s photo and personal profile had already been delivered into the hands of the Hu family by Liu Huiru.
One an elite scion, the other the mayor’s eldest daughter—with appearances, it seemed a match well-suited, the perfect alliance.
Liu Huiru had confirmed news that Qin Yuji was already the designated Young Lady of the Hu family.
This banquet was merely a formality.
Just the thought of the Qin family formally entering the circle of M City’s socialites filled Liu Huiru with uncontrollable excitement.
“Mom, if Yu Yan hadn’t gotten engaged to the Han family, would you have let her attend the Hu family’s banquet?”
Clutching at her last shred of hope, Qin Yuji looked up and asked Liu Huiru.
“Of course not…”
Liu Huiru blurted out without thinking.