My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet‘s eyebrows shot up in wonder and she looked at Laney‘s ears closely.She hadn‘t noticed it before, but now that she looked at it, Laney‘s ears did look like that of an elf‘s.

Laney covered her ears and blushed.

"Who are you? It‘s rude to shout, you know," she said with a frown.

It had been a long time since someone pointed out her elf ears.

The young man was grinning from ear to ear, baring his pearly whites.He raised his hand to part the short hair on his forehead and pointed at the nearly invisible scar above his eyebrows.

"It‘s me, Greg! Greg Torres! Don‘t you remember me? We often fought when we were children.This is the ‘souvenir‘ you gave me."

Staring at the scar, Laney gradually recalled the past.

"Greg? You were so small and skinny back then, but now you‘re so tall that I didn‘t even recognize you! What brings you here?"

Laney‘s parents had died when she was still a child.She was often bullied back then, and she eventually learned how to fight back to defend herself.

Fast forward to the present, she had turned her fighting skills into a career and became a hit woman.

the children who used to bully her.He was the one who started calling

after learning how to fight, Laney beat up all the children who had

then, they

been impressed

shook hands and became friends! Later, Laney left her hometown and pursued a career as a personal bodyguard.She had never seen

of his head and

kids when you left.I grew up.We both

smile, Laney punched him on the arm

you‘ve been working out,

coughed violently because Laney did not

cushion the blow somewhat.He rubbed the sore spot on his arm and smiled, "And you‘re

spar sometime," Laney

what

a few seconds.Then he

fight.Hey, how about we find a

interested.She looked at Janet