Return to 17 Years Old and Redeem the Gloomy Boss

I gave Luo Qiao lunch for a month, and the gloomy and taciturn poor student confessed to me. The rich second-generation boyfriend jumped out from the corner with a group of people and laughed wildly. "If you lose the bet, remember to transfer money to me!" "This guy is usually very aloof, but he turns out to be a poor toad who wants to eat swan meat!" The light in Luo Qiao's eyes disappeared little by little, and he became lifeless again. Seeing the scientific research boss who would control the lifeblood of society and economy in the future touch my still-disabled leg, I slapped my boyfriend's smile away. "This month's meal is my reward for asking the university master to tutor me. Don't even think about making trouble!" If we say that thirty-year-old Luo Qiao and Su Rong are destined to be a tragedy. Then let you and I, seventeen years old, get to know each other again.