Ye Quan was also stubborn, and Lin Zhu looked at the taller man in disbelief.
"If I'm not a beggar in your eyes, then, what am I?"
Lin Zhu didn't want to lower himself in front of Ye Quan, and he didn't feel the need to accept the man's offer. He did want a new car, but he wasn't willing to bow his head in front of Ye Quan by accepting a new car from that man.
Even though money wasn't an issue for Ye Quan, it seemed too easy for that man to offer such a thing to someone who wasn't even his friend—
"You are a friend in my eyes."
Lin Zhu froze in place after hearing Ye Quan's answer. His breath caught even for a few seconds before he exhaled loudly. He just thought that he wasn't even Ye Quan's friend, but as if Ye Quan could read his mind, the older athlete immediately clarified his wild assumption.
