Jiang Wu first met Pei Yunshen and felt this man bore about a thirty-percent resemblance to her white moonlight.　 　　Though he radiated rough-bandit charm and was not the gentle, jade-like type she loved, under his fervent pursuit she still fell, step by step.　 　　Later, Pei Yunshen discovered he was a stand-in for the elder brother, clutching her waist and asking, “While we writhe together as if to the death, whose face exactly are you thinking of?”　 　　They parted on bad terms, causing a scandal.　 　　In a fit of anger, Pei Yunshen applied for a permanent post at the border. Jiang Wu was framed for falsifying engineering inspection reports and imprisoned for five years; even the right hand that once calculated and drafted engineering plans had its tendons damaged, unable to hold a pen for long.　 　　When they met again, he was the lofty heir of the Pei family, and she was only a lowly delivery worker.　 　　Everyone waited for the capital’s golden heir to mercilessly humiliate this presumptuous woman.　 　　Instead, some witnessed Pei Yunshen bury his face in the hollow of her neck, resting the engineering ruler in her right hand against his own throat. Though he kissed fiercely, his voice was choked with sobs: “I will definitely learn to be more like him—please don’t go, okay?”