Originally, I just wanted to celebrate my father's birthday and stay at the Prime Minister's Mansion for three days. Who would have thought that in these three days, Zhang Ziling would become the victim of others' love-hate entanglement. Everything will never be the same again.
"Bitch! How dare you seduce Brother Mo."
"No, not really."
"Come here, take me down here and take her to the brothel!"
The sixteen-year-old flower season stayed at this moment, and from then on, there was endless pain.
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"Miss Ling, good girl, it's time to go on stage, the officials can't wait!"
"Really? It's time for me to appear?" Zi Ling lazily frowned in the mirror.
"No, I'm all looking forward to you."
Zi Ling put down her eyebrow pencil and smiled at herself in the mirror, "Let's go then."
Three years, Zi Ling thought. In three years, most of those officials' ladies had become the young ladies of certain families, and as for myself, hey, I had become the wife of an individual.
"It's not fair," Zi Ling said with a smile.
She raised the tea cup in her hand and thought over and over, "It's not fair that I am the only one who has ended up like this."
How can we be fair?
The movements in Zi Ling's hands suddenly stopped, "Yes, it's only fair if we all work together." She laughed in a low voice as if she was drunk, but her eyes were extremely sober.
Prime Minister, let's go to hell together.