Tan Zhenwei looked at the spirited young man in front of him and couldn't help but smile. Time passed so quickly. Many years ago, he had been just as confident. He had ignored the opposition of two powerful families and had run away with the love of his life to a distant place.0

There had been happiness and sweetness, as well as long periods of patience and hidden potential. But unfortunately, the woman he loved was gone and all that was left was a head of graying hair.0

Tan Zhenwei could see his younger self in Li Xiaofei. As a father, it was impossible to say he had no personal interest or bias in his daughter's marriage. What father wouldn't want his daughter to marry well?0

But at the same time, he wanted her to be with someone she truly loved. He had quietly gotten rid of those so-called friends who had tried to get close to his daughter before with ulterior motives....0