So he moved his facial muscles slightly, forcing himself to grin, "Is this okay?"
Lu Jiaming swallowed subconsciously: "How come your smile is uglier than your cry?"
Yang Feng: “…………”
"Fuck it!" He instantly retracted his smile, looking rather annoyed and angry. "What the hell is this about making a little money?"
"Making money is not easy." Lu Jiaming surprisingly did not contradict him this time. "I never thought money was so hard to come by before. Now that I have experienced it myself, I suddenly understand how hard my brother worked."
"Let me tell you this, before going to work I felt like ordering a little takeout, just to get the hang of it."
"Now I realize, little takeaway, my dad"
Yang Feng didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Okay, you've kept me waiting for quite some time. I really have to go." Lu Jiaming sat back on the seat. "Just do as I say, and you can figure out the rest slowly."
Yang Feng nodded, waved at him, and watched him ride away on his bike.
However, Lu Jiaming rode for a long time before he suddenly realized one thing: he didn't have an electric bike.
How the hell can I deliver it without a car?!
Yang Feng raised his hand and patted his forehead, checked on his mobile phone for a long time, and finally decided to go to the Baoleme company that Lu Jiaming mentioned to ask.
Lu Yuxuan ran all the way home and was out of breath. After entering the house, he wanted to tell Xiaobao about meeting Yang Feng. Before he could open his mouth, he saw the little guy sitting on the sofa and making a hushing gesture at him.
"Brother Yangyang, you've asked me so many questions. Now isn't it my turn to ask you?"
Xiaobao softly said to Li Mingyang on the other end of the phone, "How have you been lately? Are you tired of studying?"
"Studying is fine, not too tiring." Li Mingyang's tone was a little stiff. "I'm fine too, nothing's wrong."
Although he tried his best to hide it, Xiaobao could tell something was wrong right away. "Brother Yangyang, are you unhappy? What happened?"
"...Yes," Li Mingyang said hesitantly, "Xiaobao, I may be late to see you, I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Brother Yangyang, you don't have to apologize," Xiaobao said quickly, "I know you're very busy with your studies, I understand. Besides, even though you're not here, you still chat with me every day, don't you?"
"It's not because of studying, it's...something else," Li Mingyang said with increasing difficulty.
Xiaobao's heart began to beat fast when he heard this, and he asked cautiously, "So... what's going on?"
Li Mingyang took a deep breath and said something astonishing.
"Xiaobao, I'm going to beat my dad now"
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