Xiao Ye was hit by a car and died. When he opened his eyes again, he became the concubine of the Xiao family.
The third level of samurai has not been touched in three years. It is a waste.
The eldest brother slapped him in the face, the servants called him a slave, and even the porridge in his mouth was knocked away.
"Trash is trash."
"You and your mother have the same virtues."
OK.
Xiao Ye remembered it.
He is not a good person, not in his previous life, and he does not plan to be in this life.
Killing skills, acupuncture points, risking one's life - he has them all.
Tolerance is not to accept fate.
On the day when he stands up, some people will pay back what they deserve, not even a penny less.
