"You're sacrificing yourself like this, making it seem like you're doing it for me. I have no reason to refuse." Yu Xiuzhun stood elegantly, lowering his gaze to glance at him.
They had known each other for over a decade, and for the first time, Yu Xiuzhun seriously scrutinized the man in front of him.
If it weren't for Dan Hanjie, perhaps he would have been someone noteworthy.
Unfortunately, just one wrong move and he's lost to Dan Hanjie, as well as his own pride.
Indeed, for people like them, living humbly is never better than dying with dignity.
If it were him, he would make the same choice.
"I'll arrange the manpower, but there are no terms this time. If you regret it, just let someone know at any time." Yu Xiuzhun said before stepping away.
The room suddenly felt empty.
Only Dan Hanxi remained.
His hand slowly lifted, pushing the wheelchair over to the cabinet.
He reached out and opened the drawer, taking out a newspaper from inside.
