On the other side, Bao Feihong did not move at all, as if he had not heard anything.
Su Jin sat in the car quietly and watched as the car started and slowly slid past Bo Feihong.
This man picked up a harmonica from the ground and was wiping it with his clothes that were stained with mud. He looked like he treasured it very much.
Jin Hengyuan drove without saying a word because Su Jin's expression was too serious and he was not in the mood to tease her.
"Are all men like that?"
When they arrived at Jinhui's entrance, Su Jin suddenly opened his mouth and asked without thinking.
"What do you mean? Be more specific!"
Jin Hengyuan stopped the car.
"If you get it, you won't cherish it."
She looked straight at him.
"I'm not that kind of person, and neither is Old Bo."
Not only did he defend himself, but he also defended the scarred man.
