The most invisible kind of showing off hurt people the most.
The man really could not take it anymore. After starting the car, he asked, "Brother, what kind of business do you do in Yang City?"
Feng Jun was already leaning back in his seat with his eyes half-closed. Hearing that, he answered lazily, "It seems like after all this chatting, you've only been asking me questions... Isn't that a little unfair?"
The man's lips twitched. At first, he had not wanted to give his name because he feared trouble.
But as they kept talking, he felt a little embarrassed to give it. There was no other reason—it would make him seem beneath the other man.
Feng Jun glanced at him. "How are you related to Mayor Chao?"
Chao Bo drove on, replying casually, "Oh, that's my old man."
"Oh." Feng Jun gave a listless grunt.
Chao Bo glanced at him through the rearview mirror, feeling a little annoyed. Come on, my dad was at least a deputy mayor. You casually said "easy to arrange" as if it were nothing. Was it really okay to show off like that?
Seeing that he was a little upset, the eighty-point girl in the passenger seat spoke up. "Brother Bo, will your sister live in the house we just saw after she gets married, or go live in the provincial capital?"
It was just idle chatter. When it came to marriage, these were the sorts of things people talked about.
After chatting for a while, Chao Bo adjusted his mindset and asked again, "Buddy, what kind of business do you do in Yang City?"
There was no sound from the backseat. After a pause, a woman's voice timidly answered, "He fell asleep."
Chao Bo raised his brows and pressed his lips together.
However,