Ding Mo

Back then, he was still very poor, and his mood soured after losing a competition. She secretly bought him food to eat and even made him weed the yard as a chore.
He squatted amidst the weeds, with a tragic-hero look on his face, "Look, Xunsheng, all this is the empire I have conquered for you!"
Xu Xunsheng: "Idiot."
…
Latter, he stood before millions, with the empire at his back. But the only question he wanted to ask was, "Can we keep loving each other?"
Just like back in the day, when you fell in love with a me who had nothing.

Faithful in love

Xu Xunsheng received that photo at 7 o'clock the next morning. A "ding" sounded softly, breaking the silence of the room. She picked up her phone and saw that it was from an unfamiliar number.


The photo was taken clearly. Under the soft light, he sat in the sofa, his arms resting on the armrests. A girl was sitting on his lap, hugging his neck. There was a smile on his lips, his eyes bright, evidently saying something to her. The girl looked infatuated, her body as supple as a fairy's, exposing much of her back; she appeared so willing that it was as if she was worshipping her idol. From the angle of the shot, it was unclear if his lips had actually landed on her face.


Chapter 138: A Dog of a Bereaved Family