"Don't you want to hype it up?"
Brother Shen’s expression turned a little ugly.
Tang Xiaobao said frankly, "Do I need to hype myself up? You didn't even ask me what company I'm the boss of, and you jumped to conclusions like that. Actually, that's not right."
"I have no interest in knowing because I can't go to work."
"Why?"
"No reason."
"I don't think you have any desire to go to work, but you are afraid that you won't live long, right?"
"You, what did you say?"
Brother Shen's face changed drastically and he asked in shock.
"You have a terminal illness. No one should know about this, right? This is the real reason why you ran away from home and don't want to go back, right?"
Tang Xiaobao laughed.
“You’re not the boss, you’re a doctor?”
"I'm the boss, and I'm also a doctor."
Tang Xiaobao replied.
"No, my illness can't even be diagnosed at the hospital, but you can see through it at a glance. I don't believe it. Are you just guessing? Or did you know this from some secret channel?"
Brother Shen questioned.
His emotions were no longer as calm as before.
Tang Xiaobao's words touched upon the secrets and scars deep in his heart.
"Can you be a little sincere? Don't you trust me?"
Tang Xiaobao rolled his eyes. "If I weren't a little interested in your character and cultural talents, I wouldn't be here today. I didn't come here specifically to see you, and I'm not that bored. It just so happened that we met, so I just wanted to chat. If you've given up on yourself, then there's no need for me to treat you. I think no matter how popular you are, it won't last more than three months. You're doomed."
After saying that, Tang Xiaobao stood up and prepared to leave.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
