An Shiwen entered Su Changfeng's room, put down the fruit basket, and said with a smile, "Brother Changfeng, how are you feeling now? You look quite spirited."
Seeing An Shiwen's posture, Su Changfeng felt no different from Yue Qingshan, thinking he might be hallucinating. He rubbed his eyes subconsciously and asked, "What did you just call me?"
"Brother Changfeng, are you not used to being called that?" An Shiwen asked seriously, standing upright.
"An Shiwen, what is your ulterior motive?" Su Changfeng asked.
Su Changfeng knew well that An Shiwen wanted revenge. After all, An Shiwen was considered the top among the rich kid circles in the Chinese Town of M Country.
Previously, he had forced him to kneel at the racetrack, and this grudge was definitely simmering inside An Shiwen's heart. Su Changfeng wasn't surprised at all that An Shiwen was coming to seek revenge.
