When Lu Yao met Hu Jiao for the first time: a purple velvet skirt with satin flowers on the sleeves, suede shoes of the same color, big diamond earrings, and "Zai" perfume.
Lu Yao silently defined it in his heart: "golden girl".
Later, after experiencing some things together, my view of her changed: she was shady, powerful, had a high level of autopsy, had a high IQ, and was well versed in Chinese and Western knowledge. I'm very interested in politics, but I'm a pretty good person.
Finally, Lu Yao concluded: Lao Qiao really failed this time.
"When the sun kisses your fertile soil,
When the wind blows your oak trees,
My heart beats with you. "
Intention: Faith