After Gu Xiaoxiao stepped on me and took the position, she took the initiative to pursue Mousse. Although I have never accepted Mousse's confession, as long as Mousse turns around and kneels under her pomegranate skirt, it is enough to slap me in the face. Mousse was both a wild horse that I couldn't tie and a white-eyed wolf that I didn't know well. He eventually became her licking dog. Not only was I reduced from a department manager to a cleaning lady, but I was also transformed from his white moonlight into a black lotus.
