Qin Miaomiao felt that she might have bad karma with hospitals in this lifetime. In broad daylight, she was actually kidnapped!
Who did she offend?
The person opposite her, dressed in a black suit, was wearing...a pink tie? Slicked-back hair, dark sunglasses—Qin Miaomiao stared at those oversized sunglasses for a while before finally blurting out:
"Your...tie is ugly, wrong choice of color, your hair gel is way too thick, the cologne you're wearing is the wrong scent, and your socks should be darker. If you're trying to cosplay Brother Ma*, at least make it convincing."
Ou bei Yao...froze for about ten seconds before he finally took off his sunglasses.
The moment he took them off, Qin Miaomiao's heart seemed to skip a beat. Wow, turns out he's a really handsome guy. He had a rugged vibe, with thick brows and bold features—very striking.
"What's your name?"
He asked, his voice was remarkably pleasant—low, magnetic, the kind that instantly suggests a life full of stories.
