The first love went to waste, so my grief and anger were turned into motivation. What is love? It does not exist. I want to study, I want to work, and making money makes me happy.
The description of the profession in the article is purely made up by the author's brain. There is no intention to offend the sacred profession. If you feel that you can't bear it, you can leave or comment tactfully. The article is empty, so please do not take it seriously.
Concept: Everyone will have sweet love