Going To Hell Again

"Chen, your house is too small. Black-Ma and White-Ma can't even run around. You should seriously consider giving them to me."

"Do you know that the person who said the same thing five minutes ago was just chased out by me?"

"Uncle, I think Dad's right. Look at poor Black-Ma and White-Ma," Faith said as she bullied the Silly Twins.

"Faith, can you give one to Vera and me?" Ronnie suggested with a serious tone.

"Here you go. You can have White-Ma first. Tomorrow we'll exchange," Faith similarly answered in a serious voice.

"Mr. Risfar..."

"Call me Johnny," Risfar said.

"Is Johnny your surname?"

"No, Risfar is my surname, but only my family calls me Johnny."

To be honest, Risfar was really a sociable person.

He pulled Chen Zhao closer to him with just one sentence.

"Err... Is that really alright?"

Chen Zhao could not understand why Risfar was suddenly so friendly.