“Young Master, Miss Yi has arrived.”

“Unleash the dogs,” Tan Mobai said nonchalantly.

“Bastard, do you want to fight again?” Yi Qianqian rolled up her sleeves, looking aggressive.

“One-on-one.”

Childhood sweethearts, innocently inseparable, yet they couldn’t stand each other but were engaged.

One day, Yi Qianqian woke up and found herself in a certain man’s embrace, crying, “Shameless!”

Tan Mobai lazily opened his eyes, “Last night, you were drunk, mm… you should take responsibility for me.”