"So?"
"So! I should be the one up there!"
Qiao Si, a popular singer at the moment, was very dissatisfied with this relationship of dividing positions according to family property. He stood on the bed and yelled at his old man.
Thinking about the little white flower back then, how cute, gentle and kind, now... Now... It makes me cry when I talk about it too much.
"Opportunities are reserved for those who are willing."
Wen Erru nodded and smiled at him.
Qiao Si lowered his head even lower and said in his heart:
You give me back my soft and cute little girl! ! !
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
