I grew up with Jiang Song. We were childhood sweethearts.

He is the best match chosen by my father.

He is a gentleman to me, and I am considerate and gentle to him. We have never argued or cheated on each other.

The sisters in our circle envy me for finding true love in a wealthy family.

Of course, during the day, she envies me and at night she has no problem juggling two male models.

Jiang Song and I are indeed unconventional.

Because I love him.

It's hard not to be attracted to someone like him.

My attraction is inevitable.

But he doesn't like me.

He is considerate and attentive to me, doing everything a boyfriend should do.

But it feels like he's using a formula to solve the answer to "how to be a boyfriend."

As excellent as he is, no one can be perfect in everything once emotions are involved.

He doesn't like me.

Or to put it another way, I can't touch his emotions.

His whole mind is focused on movies.

Perhaps he doesn't even know what it's like to like someone?

I don't think there's anything wrong with that.

Anyway, whether he loves me or not, we will get married.

His single-minded dedication to his film career is better than being devoted to other women.

I am content with the current situation.

But then something unexpected happened.