The moment she opens her eyes, Yang Tiehua’s soul transmigrates into the body of a vicious wife in the 1980s, married to a future tech tycoon. The man before her is worn down by life, crippled and forced into early retirement, even kneeling timidly at her feet. In that instant, she awakens. This is a man who will one day command the world with a turn of his hand, yet now he is so weak he needs her protection.
From that moment on, she switches into husband-protecting mode. She earns money to treat his leg, stands up for him against all gossip, and carefully shelters this wounded man beneath her wings, caring for him with the utmost devotion.
When they part briefly, his eyes redden as he grips the corner of her clothes, his voice reluctant. “You’re not taking me with you?” She looks at his injured leg and, in the end, says nothing.
When they meet again, he is already the youngest chief technician at the sugar factory. The timidity he once had is gone, his sharpness beginning to show. In full view of everyone, he strides forward and pulls her into his arms, his voice thick with lingering hoarseness and undisguised grievance. “You still know to come back?”
Later, he pins her by the edge of the kang, heat burning in his eyes. “From now on, I’ll be the one to dote on you.”
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