The courier stood at the door and handed her a big bunch of roses. She took it and opened the card on the roses. "One month's anniversary of marriage, LOVEYOU"

She smiled sweetly. Then the smile gradually became bitter. The more the love was, the more fettered it was. Now her dream was ahead. What should she do?

In the afternoon, she couldn't make up her mind. The housekeeper called to let her go home for dinner. She picked up her bag and went out in a daze.

When she arrived at Ye's house, Fu Feng-yi brought up the old story again, hoping that she and Ye Nianmo would have...