After Wang Yuan was sent away by the Universiade heavy truck, he traveled through time and became the son of a rich man in the strange world of the city.
His parents died, he received the inheritance, and he lives alone in a mansion.
Sounds like the opening is taking off.
Until on a rainy night, there was a knock on the door outside the French window on the 29th floor.
The map software planned the route by itself. The bluestone road was waiting for him at the end of the rainy night, and the ancestral jade on his neck began to feel hot.
Later, the chat group was opened, and help came from all over the world.
Wang Yuan looked at the driver and the increasingly outrageous cards in his hand, and fell into deep thought.
"I was just passing by."
Reader comments
In addition to the author's left and right brains fighting each other at the beginning, the rest is actually more about [giving heart]
In addition to the author's left and right brains fighting each other at the beginning, the rest is actually more about [giving heart]