Bad Luck
"Zhang Yi Hai," Fang Su Jin spoke. "Why are you so nice to me? Every time I ran into an embarrassing situation like this, you would always be around."
The young man pursed his lips. He could tell that Fang Su Jin was not really looking for an answer.
Years of following his sister taught him that there were times when he should not say too much and let the woman vent their frustration. He should let them listen to what they wanted to hear.
Sometimes, when a woman started to ask a question, it did not mean that they were really looking for an answer. All they wanted to do was to vent their frustration. All he had to do was to stand there and listen to them. Once they began to calm down, then he could say what he wanted to say.
"Why is it that I always meet a man like this?" Fang Su Jin continued to ask. "Is it because I am too bad?"