When she walked in, her fiancée was riding on the wild man—the pink mass on top of her head was as rotten as a poisonous mushroom soaked in corpse water.
Divorce!
Xiao Guiyan took off the ring and turned around to see someone's head with golden light as strong as imperial jade.
Betting on stones, appraising treasures, discerning people's hearts, all emotions are invisible to him.
I will gouge out the color of the people who stepped me into the mud one by one and turn them black with my own hands.
Are you happy?
Tomorrow, he will pick up a piece of imperial green from the shabbiest stall; the day after tomorrow, the boss with the richest golden light will kneel down with red eyes and beg him for help.
