If You Won't A or B, I Won't Play with You Anymore. Lin Li had really struck it rich.
Bai Bufan was genuinely happy for Lin Li (five cents per line, remember to delete the stuff in parentheses).
"Not forgetting your brothers after getting rich means you've still got some humanity in you." In the cafeteria, Bai Bufan sighed.
Though he didn't know the full story, he had more or less accepted the fact.
Not that he had any choice but to accept it.
"What are you talking about? Having money doesn't mean I can forget where I came from. Brothers will always be the most important. You'll always be my first choice." Lin Li waved a hand and said firmly.
"Heh." Bai Bufan couldn't be bothered to give him any reaction.
Bai Bufan would never forget Baowei's "corpse with no organs that had entered a ghost marriage to bring good luck."
"You don't believe me?" Lin Li got angry at being doubted. "Let me put it this way: if I were in a bathroom with no toilet paper and only had your photo and a check for 1.8 million in my hand, I'd choose you without hesitation.
That's because you'll always be my first choice."
Lin Li spoke emotionally, his voice sincere.
Bai Bufan: "?"
You'd only choose me first in that scenario, asshole!?
Well, he certainly wouldn't hesitate.
Bai Bufan believed him.
Because if he were in that situation, he'd choose Lin Li first too. Rounding it off, that counted as mutual devotion.
"Why don't you say your longing for me is starting to yellow?" Bai Bufan sneered.
"Huh? That works too. Yours is more literary. All right, I'll use that on Baowei next time." Lin Li compared the two phrasings for a moment, then gave him a