She vaguely remembered that in the summer when the hibiscus flowers were in full bloom, the handsome young man with thick black hair looked at her with cold and deep eyes, and then whispered in her ear: "You are just a doll, don't think that you can do whatever you want..." That charming voice seemed to be full of magic, stopping Ye Qiannuo's thoughts for a second. But she concealed it calmly, looked at him with the same cold gaze, and raised the corners of her mouth with a seductive smile: "Okay, we'll see..."