Zhang Xiaoman

A young man sat listlessly in the car. His cheekbones, sharp as a knife, looked somewhat pale, but they couldn't hide the glint of ambition in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,Then, the voice on the other end of the phone didn't give Luochin any more chances and directly hung up.,Luochin was a celestial being in his past life. With his experience, how could he possibly not understand。