Giới Thiệu Truyện
Xie Mu’s task was to make scum gongs fall in love with him.
He skillfully disguised himself as a white lotus, delicate and pitiful, kind and naïve.
Even if he became an existence thrown away by the slag gong like a cheap pair of shoes, it didn’t matter, because Xie Mu would quickly make him kneel and apologize, even willing to dig out his heart and present it on a silver platter.
—— and once the slag gongs fell in love, he would, step by step, lead them into hell: