A young man in a blue and white school uniform stood in the mud, tending to a patch of roses. A young girl, Wen Xiang, walked past the courtyard in a long silk dress, her steps light on the blue stone path. The slender boy, with clear and bright eyes, handed her a single rose... But that flower eventually fell into the dirt. Ten years passed. Just like that fallen rose, Wen Nuan fell from grace, going from a pampered young lady of wealth to the very bottom of society. Meanwhile, Ji Linshen, once a penniless boy who wasn't worth a dime, had risen to become a prominent tycoon in the business world. Elegant and refined on the outside, he was ruthless and sharp-witted in his dealings, showing no mercy. Now, in a hotel suite, Wen Nuan stood before him, her head bowed low.