"At thirty, and you're still crying?" Chen Cheng joked.
Xia Gaoqiang shook his head, "No, it's just that I feel..."
"What do you feel?"
"Look at you, when you were working before, you weren't doing poorly, and now you're even better off."
"Shu Biao, his car dealership offers good benefits, and his days with Liu Ying are flourishing."
"Li Dinger, that guy was born into a decent family, now he's got a secure job, and even snagged himself a great wife."
Xia Gaoqiang's voice was hoarse, "Sometimes, I just think about my life..."
"Ah, if it weren't for your meniscus injury back then, you would have been dominating the court as a top center!" Chen Cheng slapped Xia Gaoqiang's shoulder.
"No, I mean, I'm also thirty. Job security, I haven't made it into the system yet. The issue with the ward, if it hadn't been for you..."
Chen Cheng cut Xia Gaoqiang off, looking at him seriously:
