"Alright, alright. I understand what you're talking about, and I know you want me to help. But I won't help. That's enough—I need to get on with my own business and go have some fun with the pretty ladies. As for you, go find whoever you want, but don't come looking for me and don't bother me. That won't do anyone any good. You should understand that clearly."
"If you don't understand, then pretend I never said anything. If you do understand, then all the better. In any case, none of this is difficult for me. It's all quite simple—there's no difficulty, no challenge. I just need to follow the steps and get it done."
"You don't need to keep rambling. You only need to know that we truly need your help. You should be well aware of that."
Zhang Ruochen knew Fang Yu's nonsense inside and out; he had heard it so often his ears were practically callused. Even so, Fang Yu still had no intention of helping, which gave them a terrible headache. It had completely exceeded their expectations. They had thought they could persuade Fang Yu with just a few words, but they had not expected him to have absolutely no intention of helping.
"How should I put it? You know perfectly well how special my current situation is. If I help, I'll become a scapegoat. Why would I possibly take on that kind of task? Think about it, isn't that right? So go find someone else to be your scapegoat. Don't come looking for me. There's no use looking for me; no matter how much you look, you can't change any of this. Since it can't be changed, stop asking. Asking is useless too, right? Isn't that how it works? I think that's exactly how it