After a while, Mr. Han said, "Nan Mufeng, take a piece of advice from me, stay away from Yuan Rong. He is a disgusting fly."
"Then please, take your fly away from my house!"
"Sorry, there's nothing I can do about that."
Mr. Han actually took the initiative to apologize! Nan Mufeng thought he was hearing things!
"Mr. Han, if I may be so bold to ask. Why are you and Yuan Rong fixated on me?"
Mr. Han fell silent again.
Nan Mufeng frowned unhappily: "Mr. Han doesn't want to say?"
"Nan Mufeng, ah..." Mr. Han actually sighed, "In the past, I did have other ideas about you and Jian Xi. But now, I don't want to make things difficult for you. The only way to get rid of Yuan Rong is to kill him."
"Borrow a knife to kill someone? Ha, Mr. Han, what a scheme!"
Nan Mufeng sneered and was about to hang up the phone. Mr. Han hurriedly said, "Please wait a moment."
"Mr. Han, my dad still insists you are a good person. I guess he must be getting old and his eyesight's failing."
