The answer that stems from one's own insight is always the most convincing.
Because, when you are in darkness yourself, you want to paint others in black too. After all, when everyone is uniformly dark, who would need to cleanse themselves?
Qian Huan thought Wang Cong's thinking was very constructive, unbeknownst to him, the "blackening" Wang Cong referred to, and the "blackening" he understood, actually had.....a tiny difference.
Inside the VVIP care ward.
Ma Bin pulled a chair over and sat beside Hou Wendong. The two were casually chatting, with the atmosphere getting increasingly harmonious.
One was plotting and meticulously designing, with utmost loyalty; the other was full of gratitude, opening his heart after surviving a disaster, as the invisible 'intimacy index' above their heads soared rapidly.
This was the scene Qian Huan walked into with Wang Cong.
