The only nickname Mu Nan had when he came to St Hua's Financial District was "Slave". This "Little Tyrant of Wuzhen", who had not seen him for a long time, was like a rusty key that snapped open the door to memories that had just been sealed in dust.

She pursed her lips and raised her head, wiping her eyes with all her might. Her two cherry-red lips were wide open.

Why did the doctor in the white coat look so familiar? What a handsome big brother. He's plain and ...