Tip: I have a headache, hum.
Tu Qi: Oh
Qin Song: Huhu! Whoops! Doesn't it hurt anymore?
Tu Qi carried Xiao Qin Song away with an expressionless expression.
Moti: Huh!
The tip came immediately.
Tip: I just want to be close to you.
Moti: I know.
Fei Qiyan, a very wealthy man, had his wallet stolen while traveling on the poor. Moti, who had earned some pocket money from working during the winter vacation, generously "lent" her 20 pounds when she met a tipster who was jumping in a hurry at the subway station. Four years later, Moti had long forgotten the little girl who took 20 pounds from her.
Fei Qiyan, who was very wealthy, left all his official duties and moved alone to the opposite side of the "handsome guy" whom he had admired for four years. The young man with the sparkle in his eyes was now a star that attracted much attention. Fei Qiyan, who concealed his identity, began his own "slowly" pursuit of his wife.
"Moti, why didn't you remember me then?"
"I have no interest in malnourished minors."