What a good comrade!
Feng Lin held onto the Fatty's hand, swinging it with great force, afraid that he would regret his decision.
He felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
This Fatty was a good comrade who would help others out at his own expense. Where else could Feng Lin find such a foolishly generous person?
Seeing Feng Lin's excited expression, Fatty's expression became a little doubtful as he wondered if he had been tricked!
Feng Lin reacted in time. He had lost his cool and appeared too anxious!
It would be bad to be exposed.
Seeing that Fatty didn't make a move after very long, he immediately wiped off his smile and frowned as he looked at Fatty, "Dao friend Zhu Tiangang, what on earth are you thinking of? If you're unwilling, then let's just call this off!"
Feng Lin wore an impatient look and turned to leave.
