"Damn it, I'm telling you, you're way too spineless!"
At Wang Xing's place, he watched old A packing his things with a look of bitter disappointment.
He's never been a good guy, and even less the type to let bygones be bygones. He'll argue even if he's wrong, let alone when he's right.
But Wang Xing just said goodbye and left. Who knows if he's reluctant or just let it go, stopped caring.
"It has nothing to do with being afraid. Making a scene there does no good for anyone. I can't just start a fight with them, can I?"
"Why not? Why bear the discomfort?" Su Qing said. He didn't mind using his fists. Although he seemed reckless, seeing Wang Xing like this made him uneasy; he'd rather be impulsive.
"It's not worth it, fighting over a stranger. Are you stupid? We're not kids anymore. Win, and you'll spend money in a cell; lose, and you'll land in a hospital. What are you thinking?"
