"With Lord Gong's temper, I… I really don't have the guts!" the assistant mumbled timidly.
"Useless!" Zhou Wenbin was so angry that he paced around the house.
The assistant lowered his head and complained in his heart. All you do is scold me. Why don't you try scolding Gong Xu, huh?
In his bedroom, Gong Xu was lying on the couch, chatting idly with some close pals on WeChat.
[Gong Xu: Bros, remember to repost it for me! I must find that chick!]
[Zhao Ming Zhe: Already done, Xu-ge!]
[An Yu Feng: Exactly what kind of beauty was she that she could hook Lord Gong's soul away with just a box of candied plums!]
[Gong Xu: As beautiful as a fairy!]
[An Yu Feng: Bull****, could she be prettier than Cheng Man Ni, huh?]
[Gong Xu: They're on totally different levels; my bare-faced Little Candied Plum was enough to make my soul fly [1]!]
[Mo Fei: Make your soul fly… what did your language teacher teach you, huh!]
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