"Young Master Lin, each person has their way of living. You can't look at how they live and have bad intentions."
Feng Poliu pulled Lin Fan and hoped that he could convince him with sincerity. He didn't want him to offend others because of him being rash.
For example, he was low profile and well behaved and had friends all over. Although they couldn't borrow money from him, he felt that his style of doing things was not bad.
He spent so many years out and he didn't have many enemies.
In his words, this was a change in men that passed 40.
Mature and having a sense of responsibility.
At the same time, they would respect society.
Lin Fan looked at Feng Poliu and said helplessly, "Why do I feel like you are a coward?"
"I am a coward?" Feng Poliu stared, his fingers pointed at himself. This was the best joke he heard in his life. He wanted to ask Lin Fan if he knew who he was?
Did he know what he did before this?
