He is the richest man in the world.
He holds the lifeblood of the global economy in his hands.
He often lamented that there was no one in the world who was as noble and cool as him, with a face as sharp as a knife.
Until one day, he met him, the man whose hair glowed red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple in the sun.
He cursed shift under his breath
Listening to his own heartbeat, Long Aotian understood that he wanted to get that man, the man named Murong Goudan'er.
Pre-viewing tip: Ahem, don't try to find logic, just laugh and that's it.