After I Went Abroad, I Trained the Aristocratic Bosses into Little Wolfdogs.

She is a weed struggling in the mire - Wen Xun He is the hunter above the clouds - Serfa Brightmoor, the heir to a distinguished family. When I first saw her, she was a stowaway who had escaped from her original family, and he was a "tragic person" who could easily be crushed to death. Perhaps out of the arrogance of the superior, Sefa finally let go of Wen Xun who witnessed the illegal transaction. Goodbye Wen Xun saved Se Fa from dying, and since then God's balance began to shift. Sefa; Wen Xun, I like you. Wen Xun: Sorry, I'm not interested in you. Sefa: I'm not interested, yet you kissed me secretly. Wen Xun: What's wrong with adults kissing each other? Later, the calm heir became crazy about love. Serfa: If you don't like me, don't seduce me again and again. How dare you despise my love now. Wen Xun: Love is just a romantic lie Sefa: Even if you regret it, it's too late. Who told you to be inferior to me in everything, not as rich as me, not as powerful as me? As long as I want you, you can't even think of leaving. Wen Xun: Madman. Serfa: That's the irresponsible scumbag you drove crazy. Wen Xun: Sorry, I'm a bachelor. Sefa: Is it difficult to admit that your heart beats violently for me too? Wen Xun: It's not difficult. I love you, but I don't want the story to end with you. "You don't understand the suffering of the bottom" to arm yourself; one compromises in control, slowly puts away his edge and learns "respect". Two souls with hidden wounds finally understood in the pull of thorns: love is not about taming, but about making weeds dare to take root and hunters willing to bow their heads.