Fang Yusheng calmly replied, "Yes, what you said at the end was good." No wonder Fang Mu was a scumbag. He was raised by his bitch of a mother.
Qi Bufan slammed the table again. He looked at the flames dancing in the middle of the table and thought of something. "Fang Yusheng is also a jerk."
Qiao Jiusheng did not dare to say anything.
Fang Yusheng frowned and narrowed his eyes at Qi Bufan, not interrupting him.
It was said that one would speak the truth after drinking. Fang Yusheng wanted to hear Qi Bufan's honest words.
Qi Bufan held the bottle and pointed at the flames. His eyes looked clear, but he was drunk. The flames danced in his eyes, making his face red. He loudly scolded, "I've been working for you for many years. I even dug a hole for you and made a swing. What about you? You saw me get AIDS and laughed at me!"
