Ten years ago, Cheng Yang, a tomboy and demon king who was famous among the upper circles of City A, woke up after an accident and prepared to reform and start a new life.
When she was prospering in the business circle wearing formal clothes and heavy makeup, her old friend came to collect debts.
What! The soldier brother in front of me, who had to straighten his neck to look at each other, and who was covered in tendons, was the "little lady" back then.
Where is my little lady's fair and smooth face? Where is the slim waist that can be grasped? Why have you turned yourself into a big man?
Hey, Xu Maoxing, don't touch me. How can you use what I taught you back then to deal with me.
Time is the plastic surgery knife, but you are still a kind-hearted "little lady"