My father got married with a mistress, and the man he liked got along with his friend. She drank alcohol to drown her sorrows, but she had no choice but to mess with someone she shouldn't have offended. I fell in love with you and was my woman. He was cold and his eyes were far away. She looked disdainful and ran away with a sneer. The man in this world who wanted her to surrender was not born yet! The stepmother bet on the child in her womb successfully blamed her, and the father swept her out in anger. She became a penniless little citizen overnight. He appeared again, and the same thing, being my woman, I will surprise you with unexpected benefits that you would never imagine. This is an extremely cost-effective deal. My first love girlfriend returned to him, and she left proudly. The best way to forget a man is not to see him, not to miss him, and not to leave his seeds!