[Female Protagonist Synopsis]:
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Mia Ginger experienced a trial marriage.
Before the trial marriage--
Dad said: "Koa Jackson is a postdoctoral fellow, watch your words and deeds."
Mom said: "Since you don't like him anyway, why not let your sister have him."
Brother said: "Shameless, stealing big sister's beloved."
Sister said: "Why didn't you come back a month later!"
Mia Ginger didn't understand, she was already seventeen years late, late enough that the whole Ginger Family completely forgot her existence, late enough that the adopted sister occupied seventeen years of affection, late enough that the man she was betrothed to almost became someone else's groom, how much later should she be?
Mia Ginger curved her lips: "Grandpa Jackson, I will strive to be worthy of Brother Jackson."
She thought it was out of spite, unaware that upon meeting him again, she discovered he was the big brother lingering in her heart for nearly ten years.
At two years old, she got lost, falling from a Rich Family's Daughter to a street beggar, picked up and raised by a masseuse for seventeen years, and upon returning home, she was determined to become the first socialite in upper-class society.
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[Male Protagonist Synopsis]
He is Koa Jackson, the third son of the Jackson Family, elegant and upright, with outstanding looks, the youngest neurosurgery professor in the domestic medical field, known by all.
Simply because, at twenty-seven, he remains single.
All young ladies want to marry into the Jackson Family, unaware the nobleman was betrothed since birth.
In his entire life, he need only remain pure, waiting for one girl to grow up.
Before the trial marriage, Koa Jackson had seen his future bride twice.
The first time, he was eight, she was eight months. He stood by the bed watching her crawl with her little bottom, finding it amusing, he wrote his name on her sole and said with a smile: "Brother will stamp you."
The second time, he was eighteen, she was ten. He stood by the road watching her sneakily stealing, feeling pity, he took her hand and gave her a hundred yuan, helplessly saying: "Not stealing is a good child."
He's always remembered the first time, long forgotten the second.
Unexpectedly, the little girl whose foot he tickled at home always regarded the second time as her life's salvation.
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[He couldn't partake in her turbulent past, but wholeheartedly takes on her prosperous future; companionship is the most touching confession.]


The tears fell like a string of beads, and Louis was for the first time feeling flustered. He stared at her in a daze for a long while, approached her and said softly, "Hey, girl."


"She's not my mom." Mia raised her tear-streaked face, looking at him, and once again stressed through gritted teeth, "She's an impostor."


As soon as she finished speaking, tears gushed out like a dam bursting, and she turned and sprinted away.


He ran quickly, catching her at the doorway, then firmly grabbed her shoulders, turning her around and pulling her tightly into his arms.


"Don't cry," his large palm ruffled her hair randomly, his voice low and hoarse, full of remorse and deep affection, "Don't cry, okay? I can't handle it."


"She's an impostor." Mia repeated the same sentence over and over.


Chapter 20 - Chapter 20 I Long For Him (1)