Ah, it's been quite a while since I've seen someone wish to be struck by lightning.
Xu Xingchen gritted his teeth and corrected, "I don't... I don't have such ill intentions, how could I possibly wish to be struck by lightning?"
Xu Xingchen dared not look into Duan Xingye's eyes after he uttered those words.
In fact, Duan Xingye had shared bits and pieces about the Duan Family with him before, such as his fourth uncle taking him to play golf, his third uncle getting the signature of a celebrity for him, his second aunt sending him the latest designs in men's clothes, and him usually drinking tea and reading the newspaper or going fishing with his grandfather.
Sometimes, lying in his bed late at night, Xu Xingchen would fleetingly think that if Duan Xingye didn't exist in this world, perhaps he could return to the Duan Family and do even better than Duan Xingye.
Xu Xingchen looked outside at the weather; today was bright and sunny.
Thunder?
