One is the daughter of an aristocratic family who was kicked out of the family, and the other is the proud son of heaven who wanders in the black and white business world.
When we met for the first time, she looked helpless: Sir, can you please control your flowing hormones? The plane is not yours. The bees and butterflies will disturb my sleep.
The second time they met, he held her waist and whispered in her ear: No matter how stubborn a rose is, she will throw herself into my arms.
The third time we met was six years later. She was accompanied by two cute babies of the same version. She slapped him in the face: What's wrong with lending you something? They didn't come out of my belly. Where did you come from?
