Tang Yu was busy dialing Wu Mengting's phone, while Wu Mengting was wiping her delicate white body in the bathroom. She stood at the front of the mirror and looked at her as white as a pearl. Her figure was protruding and protruding, and her buttocks were stiffened and her face was ashamed. Think about being twenty-two years old, or where you are, in this flashy society, this is old age. Female, and most importantly, now there is not even a boyfriend, the family urges every day.

But now she is not interested in any other man, and she doesn't even want to meet them. But when she sees Tang...