Yang Fan really was nearly driven to autism by Little Mother.
What's with a "man with a handle"...
Although that description indeed applied to him, it really sounded so awkward.
"It's okay, Little Mother, we've actually thought about this already, Old Zhou will have arrangements made for tonight," Yang Fan once again brought up Old Zhou, his trump card, and in his heart, he silently told himself that he really needed to treat Old Zhou better from now on.
This old guy had already taken quite a few hits for him.
If those hits had been physical, Old Zhou might have already been turned into a hedgehog.
Hearing this, the worry that lingered between Wenhui's brows finally eased somewhat, "Old Zhou is sensible and knows how to measure things, so since he's already prepared, I won't add extra burdens. But safety first, don't charge ahead foolishly, I can see now, it's not simple at all."
