In the crisis-ridden world, she ended up with no bones left. In an era where the jungle prevailed, she was just a seven-year-old slave with nothing.
When they first met, he saved her from a tiger's mouth. Because she was just a slave without human rights, his joke sealed her future: "Little slave, you belong to me." He was cynical, he deceived her, and he was always unpredictable behind the mask.
And he, another powerful man, was unbearably fascinated and crazy about her. He said: "Tonight, I won't allow you to escape again!"
He is a man who is as enchanting as a flower and as charming as a jade, and his clanging music sounds just like his name. He rubbed her hair, with an intoxicating smile on his lips, and said vaguely: "Xiao Qi, today, I will take you to the casino, okay?"
Conspiracy, strategy, every step is shocking. In the vast snowfield, going around and around, she stood up proudly in the whirlpool, and she would eventually achieve prosperity for the rest of her life.
A gentle whisper that has lasted for thousands of years came to my ears: "Xiaoqi, come, let's go home..."