Book Mountain Court.
Qin Family.
After returning from the banks of the Lingjin River, Chen Yang sprawled on a lounge chair, basking luxuriously in the sun's embrace.
This felt amazing!
He glanced at the news about Haoyu Group on his phone and simply scrolled past it.
Ignorant fools, mere buffoons.
Now that the issue with the prescription is almost settled, should I propose to Qin Qiu? She'd probably say yes, right?
The very thought made Chen Yang burst out laughing.
Just as Chen Yang was lost in this blissful daydream, his phone rang. It was Yang Hu.
"Boss," Yang Hu said with a chuckle, "that useless Yang Qingyun is having his funeral soon. Word is, they want you to be a pallbearer. Should we make an appearance?"
Chen Yang gave a long stretch before replying slowly, "It's best to stay away from funerals. They're too unlucky."
