Quick Transmigration: The Boss Has No Heart and No Mercy

The stars and ocean beneath her feet are his gift to her: a sleepless river of stars, a city that will never fall.

Turning the tables, face-slapping, and taking down scum.

In this life, the gentle young gentleman wears a faint smile, his eyes full of tender affection.

“Ruanruan, have you ever looked at me?”

The domineering, unhinged CEO is heartbroken and desperate, pitiful and humble: “You never cared about me. Have you ever cared about me at all?”

The aloof immortal venerable falls to the dark side at a glance: “Ruanruan, I'll get you anything you want.”

The junior wolf-dog cries out in anguish: “Can you look at me? Just look at me!”