Zhang Xiaoman

"Ring ring ring..." The phone rang. Luo Chen took it out and glanced at the caller ID, his brows furrowed involuntarily. Looking at that person, the aloofness he had cultivated vanished, replaced by a spark of hatred.,For the next twenty years, he lived like a dog, being ridiculed and abused, even resorting to begging for a living.,Luochin was a celestial being in his past life. With his experience, how could he possibly not understand。