"A lonely soul wanders behind the curtain of poverty, wandering around in a safe place." And beauties often have bad luck, this is Ye Qingge's short life.
In front of the Palace of the King of Hell, life and death are intertwined. "Girl, I took the wrong person. I'm really sorry, but you're in a hurry. Why don't we discuss it? You can go play on behalf of this woman first, and we'll see you in half a year."
"Uncle, don't say it. Your team is quite professional. I will give you a five-star review when I get back." Ye Qingge was so confused and generous in explaining the rest of his time.
Am I occupying other people's lives, or is this my life? If this is my life, I will be happy with it. If this is not my life, I will exchange it.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
