In my fifth year as a licker for Jiang Yuhuai, I was taken home by my father, the richest man, and became the daughter of the richest man.
Not two days after the beautiful day, Jiang Yuhuai came to the door with his sickly little Qingmei.
His chin was raised high, as if giving alms.
"As long as you are willing to donate your kidney to Amiao, I promise to be with you."
Unexpectedly, before I could say anything, the muscular man who had just picked me up hugged my waist tightly.
"Songsong, I see you were really hungry before."
I swallowed and stared at Jiang Yuhuai's slim figure, thoughtfully.
"This... Seems to be a bit hungry."
