Feng Yueshan had never dared get too carried away in front of Chu Yilan and Ning Sixian before, because they would beat him up.
Zhou Yuanlin was a different story. He had endured plenty of Feng Yueshan's "sermons."
Whenever something good happened to him, he would repeat it endlessly, saying the same thing backward and forward. He did that even over trivial crap, let alone a confession that had only succeeded on the thirty-second attempt. At that point, he no longer cared who his audience was.
Even Chu Yilan was forced to listen.
Over the next stretch of time, Chu Yilan watched through narrowed eyes as Feng Yueshan demonstrated just how much he could talk.
[Sure enough, the key to mutual affection is understanding what the other person wants. Ah, I'm sorry, Chen Mu.]
[I came clean to my dad last night. Wow, I bet none of you have ever seen anything like it. I dropped to my knees right in front of him, and he was completely stunned.]
[My dad nearly beat me for real, but that's okay. It hurt, but I was happy.]
At that point, Zhou Yuanlin discovered he wasn't the group owner and couldn't kick Feng Yueshan out, so he left the group himself.
Why didn't he beat you to death? Ning Sixian thought through gritted teeth.
[Chen Mu felt so bad for me.]
[I got to hold him. Hehehe!]
[I even showered and ate at Chen Mu's place. He made meat buns himself, and they were really good. I'll treat you guys sometime. Don't eat too many, though.]
"Why didn't Chen Mu turn him down thirty-three times?" Shen Lian could barely stand to watch anymore. Was Feng Yueshan planning to write a chronicle of his entire life?
[For the first time, I understood what it