As the most arrogant daughter of the imperial capital, I became a vicious female supporting character in campus novels.
The original owner was jealous of the common heroine and acted like hell. Eventually, the family went bankrupt and died tragically on the street.
I tore up the script and found the biggest villain in the book on day one.
He was dressed in rags and was stepped on in the alley.
I raised my chin and raised his face with the toe of my high heels: "Follow me, and I'll give you everything you want."
Later, he became my most loyal vicious dog, clearing all obstacles for me.
Until he found out that I was secretly watching the hero play.
That night, he cornered me in a corner, his eyes red: "Look at him? What about me?"
I stood on tiptoe and kissed his moist eyelashes gently: "Look at you, only look at you."
"After all, you are the little lunatic I raised."
