"Well! What you said makes sense. I feel much better."

"That's right, come and talk to your brother about what kind of difficulty you encountered, but first let's talk about it. If it's about a woman, then don't talk!"

"Yeah! I understand the rules!" Meng Lang nodded.

To talk about Duan Xian's establishment of rules, we have to start from the time in college.

Once, a good buddy of Duan Xian fell in love with a school girl. This guy was also a thief and wanted to act like a hero saving the beauty.

But it's a pity that I didn't hire the right extras and actually asked Duan Xian to help me make up the number.

The ending is very obvious.

Although she was playing a bully, her appearance exceeded the stockings.

In the end, the school girl fell in love with the bandit and suffered from severe Stockholm syndrome. The hero cried and fainted in the toilet.

Although Duan Xian repeatedly refused the girl to express her position, the two eventually turned against each other and broke up.

Since then, Duan Xian has been autistic.

Later, he let himself go and changed his girlfriend frequently, which may have something to do with this.

Meng Lang thought about his words for a moment before saying.

"Actually, it's like this. Things are quite complicated. There are many things that I can't explain to you. I'll keep it simple and tell you the ones that can be explained."

"Well! Tell me!" Duan Xian looked like he was listening attentively.

"I'm short of money."

"..."

What are you most afraid of, the sudden silence of the air, and the sudden concern of your friends?

After being sluggish for a long time, Duan Xian's complexion first turned from green to white, and then from white to black. It was a wonderful scene.

He stared at Meng Lang expressionlessly until he looked away in embarrassment.

"You have been laying the groundwork for so long just to borrow money?"

"That can't be said. I came to you to talk to you because I was really distressed. Now that I feel better, I can think of business." Meng Lang said with a guilty conscience.

Duan Xian resisted the urge to put boiling water and cabbage on his head.

"How much do you want to borrow?"

"Then it depends on how much our friendship is worth."

"Can our friendship be measured in money?"

"If possible, I hope... you can give it an estimate."
Chapter completed!