Lei Zhonglian wasn’t saying anything.
Manager Gao recovered his neutral smile.
"Old Lei, don’t blame others for jabbing at your sore spot and slapping your face," he said. "You people are always talking about reasons, talking about theories, talking about why."
At this, he frowned.
"Why do you always ask why?"
Lie Zhonglian lowered his head and didn’t speak. Manager Gao shook his head, then greeted Old Lady Fang and the others with a smile.
Lei Zhonglian also lifted his head and watched the noisy crowd.
"Because I don’t want to accept it," he muttered. "Because our loss was not fair."
......…
"Enough already, what’s all this send off for? Don't do that," shouted Liu’er unpleasantly to the people standing in front of the carriage. "This is not some grand event."
Everyone looked awkward.
Lady Fang was completely unwilling to let go. She patted down the cushion of the carriage seat.
