In a deserted booth, Xue Peng sat alone, drinking with a stern expression, and it was obvious that he was in a bad mood.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man in his thirties walked over to him, with a mature and cool temperament.
"Drinking alone? What happened?" Bai Shouye raised his eyebrows and looked at the "acquaintance" opposite him whom he hadn't seen for many years.
Xue Peng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Why are you here?"
"How do you talk to your third brother like that, you little brat?" Bai Shouye sneered and took out a cigarette.
"Third brother? What kind of third brother? Didn't you reject the old man's marriage a long time ago? Why are you here again?"
"Everyone is young and reckless once. After rolling in blood for so many years, I realized that the old man is really powerful. I always went against him before and didn't want anyone to know about our relationship. I even pretended to be unfamiliar with him. Even so, he didn't blame me. When I was being hunted by Interpol, he reached out and tied me up.
If there is anyone in this world who cares about me and shows me some kindness, it might be him."
"Oh, I didn't realize that you threw your own father into the crocodile pond and acted like a filial son and grandson to your godfather. Third brother, you really opened my eyes."
Bai Shouye listened to his sarcasm and smiled, "He's still young. Ah Peng, listen to my advice. What happened with Xiao Fei is over. No one wants to think about it. Godfather sent him to Daqili so that he could gain some experience and learn how to do business. No one expected that he would get into trouble and lose his life."
"Humph!" Xue Peng sneered, "It's over, so what? If your own brother had his head smashed in and thrown into the garbage on the street, would you say the same thing?"
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