wouldn't bother himself with other people's affairs; he'd likely just ignore them and walk away. 。"Thank you, Uncle. My father is waiting for me outside." 。"Shu Xiaonian had been taught by her mother...Shu Tinglan didn't know why he had to listen to these strange memories under the streetlights in the residential area. Moreover, judging from his expression, it wasn't a good memory either. 。"On the third day, you finally answered the phone, yelling at me, probably thinking I was being a nuisance, driving you crazy..." He scoffed, still remembering Shu Tinglan's furious voice that time. She vented all her disgust for him in her voice. Even many years later, he would still vividly remember the feeling of self-doubt stemming from being genuinely disliked over the phoneing to Macau, wanting to open a casino there. He needs to personally handle various relationships, so when he is busy, he naturally forgets about Yuan Binghuan. 。Until one time at the airport, when t...