Lin Jianmo is a miserable woman.
Lost in love, unemployed, threatened... Her life was dark and bloody but full of troubles at the same time.
Men met her: they met with cynicism and war.
When a woman sees her, she has a sweet sword in her mouth and a sword hidden in her smile.
Lin Jianmo said that although she was not gold and could not be liked by everyone, she was not a mirror either. Why were all his uncles showing off to her?
A certain man said, "What, do you have any objections?" The dagger was looming in his trouser pocket.
Lin Jianmo: "..."
PS: Well, actually nothing.