Jiang Jian and Ling Wei's relationship blossomed.
Stolen glances, gentle touches, and whispered promises.
Their love became Jiang Jian's solace amidst family chaos.
But Victor Li's presence loomed, threatening to disrupt.
One evening, Jiang Jian surprised Ling Wei.
"Dinner at my favorite restaurant," he said.
Ling Wei's heart fluttered.
As they dined, Jiang Jian's eyes locked onto hers.
But their bliss was short-lived.
Victor Li appeared, his face twisted.
"You think you've won, Jiang Jian?"
Jiang Jian stood, his arm wrapping around Ling Wei.
"Leave us alone, Victor."
Victor Li sneered.
"This isn't over."
As Victor Li left, Jiang Jian's expression turned cold.
"I'll protect you, Ling Wei."
Ling Wei's heart swelled.
"I trust you, Jian."
....
" Wei, let's give us a title." He looked at her gently.
She was shocked to the bone "I'm not ready yet."
Jiang Jian's hurt expression pierced Ling Wei's heart.
"What do you mean?" he asked, his voice laced with pain.
"After all these months, you want to pretend it's nothing?"
Tears welled up in Ling Wei's eyes.
"I don't fit into your circle," she blurted.
"I don't fit into your life. I'm just a nobody."
Jiang Jian's face fell.
Ling Wei's words cut deep.
But he took a step closer.
"That doesn't matter," he said softly.
"I like you, and that's what matters."
Ling Wei's tears flowed freely.
Jiang Jian enveloped her in a warm hug.
Ling Wei hugged him back.
Despite her reservations, she couldn't resist.
But doubts lingered.
Their differences in age, status, and background.
Sooner or later, problems would arise.
As they held each other, Ling Wei wondered:
Could their love overcome the odds?