"Run? Why don't you run again if you dare?"
Lan Weiyu couldn't remember how many times he was "caught" by Fang Qiyan. Because of poverty and his brother's illness, he tolerated that man's betrayal and use again and again, even if the result of delivering his sincerity was only one game and one use from that man.
He was covered with bruises and was determined to escape, but Fang Qiyan refused to let him go and hung around behind him all day long, like a black-faced evil god.
"Xiaoyu, is it hard for you to work here? Why don't you come home and I will support you."
"Go away."
"Xiao Yu, your cooking is the best. Don't cook for outsiders, okay?"
"Mr. Fang, can you just get out of here?"
"Xiaoyu, who is that man? Is he interested in you?!"
"Oh, that's none of your business?"
(True scumbag + true wife-chasing crematorium)
