"Yes.
Lin Xian isn't hypocritical.
Bi Yi doesn't mean much to the two of them.
Mao Zedong threw the mineral water bottle into the trash can, and Mu Wanqing glared at Lin Xian and said, "Learn.
Brother, I finally understand why you have such a good mindset!"
Driving like this every day, how could your mindset not be good?
No wonder he's always so calm no matter what he says.
Lin first paused for a moment, then realized, and laughed, "Senior sister, you've worked hard, very soon
it will be like me.
Mu Wan glanced at the tire and joked, "The tuition is too expensive. I think it won't be long before
I'll have to replace even this car!"
Just as they were talking, Zhang Ming walked over.
Zhang Ming looked at Lin Xian with a complicated expression and said, "Are you really not a professional player?"
He still couldn't quite believe it, holding onto a sliver of hope in his heart.
"That's not true!"
Lin Xian shook his head and laughed.
"Whew!"
