My first life was Haizi, a passionate and tragic genius.
My second life is Sen Moli, my father's little daughter.
My third life was that of a young girl who was betrayed within a few years of her life.
But please don't get me wrong, I am still living in the third life and I have not died yet.
He just changed his career and became the secretary of the Imperial Library.
She studies as a secret service secretary, works as a cafeteria aunt, but is actually a full-time nanny.
You also have to face harassment from current and past colleagues.
Please note: #pot is only a two-dimensional version, please do not bring it into the third dimension! ! !
Purpose: Force yourself to grow up