Duan Xiuqi wore a drab gray long robe, but it still couldn't hide his handsome face. There was a reason he'd been a bachelor for twenty years.
Duan Xingye stood to the side, sending a WeChat message to Duan Feihan from his phone.
Duan Feihan turned his head to look at Duan Xingye, "?" Was his nephew sick?
[Xingye Liaoyuan: Fourth Uncle, do you feel oppressed?]
Duan Feihan: "No."
Duan Xingye always felt that the current Duan Xiuqi was what his Fourth Uncle would end up like in the future.
Duan Xingye slipped over and stood next to Bai Chuwei, saying, "Weiwei, your chance to make money has arrived!"
A million ah, his fans will crowdfund a million for you!
Bai Chuwei's eyes flashed as she looked at Duan Xiuqi and said sincerely, "I hope you can let go, but if you can't, I won't force you, adults have to be responsible for their choices."
Indifferent, cruel, and merciless!
This was the true face of a Fairy!
Duan Xiuqi's face turned pale, but he said nothing.