The man sitting in the wheelchair seed to smile wryly and said, "How co I heard that Professor Tang only likes money?"
Speaking of which, this man was exceptionally beautiful. To describe him using the words ’beautiful,’ typically reserved for won, would be enough to illustrate that his features possess the charm of a beauty that could bring nations to their knees.
His eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as willow leaves, akin to the ancient description of ’eyebrows shaped by the blade.’
His long, black hair hung to his shoulders, with elegant fingertips holding a white chess piece. His slightly narrowed eyes resembled Xishi amidst poetic blooms and ardor, with waves of emotion in his gaze, one part petulance, one part as cold as frost, and another part as gloomy as the depths of a lake.
He seed to be about the sa age as Xiao Yebai.
Zhan Dapeng called this person Third Brother.
Xiao Yebai was ranked third among his sworn brothers. No one expected that he would be disabled, confined to a wheelchair.
A plain woolen carpet lay across the man’s legs, tightly covering them, leaving no gaps, perfectly concealing the flaw within the perfection.
With one glance, Tang Sili couldn’t tell what exactly was wrong with this man’s legs.
Seeing that Tang Sili’s gaze had indeed fallen on his own legs, the Third Brother seed a bit surprised.
Xiao Yebai spoke up, "He really does love money, you shouldn’t doubt it. But he won’t be a slave to it, that’s for sure."
"But he listens well to you, doesn’t he?" It seed that this Third Brother knew quite a bit, including the proud and scheming nature of Tang Sili, which had angered many important figures. Yet, Tang Sili was quite obedient in the presence of Xiao Yebai.
Xiao Yebai raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Is there anyone who doesn’t listen to ?"
His words made everyone present look at him: such a boastful person, yet truly capable.
The Third Brother spun the chess piece in his fingers, pale as butterfly wings, and slightly parted his thin lips as if to sigh, "Those favored by heaven are often so ignorant of their own limits."
"Why bother knowing how high the sky is or how deep the earth is? If you knew, who would dare to venture through the rivers and lakes, or the universe?"
Without a doubt, this boastful declaration from Xiao Yebai won the other’s admiration. Third Brother said with a tone of envy, "I wish I could walk and jump around like you."
"How about this, let him have a look at your legs. He claims he can cure all sorts of ailnts," Xiao Yebai said, lifting an eyebrow.
Before Tang Sili could respond to his boss’s remark,
Third Brother imdiately shook his head, "No point in wasting effort. A severed leg is sothing a doctor might reattach. I have no legs at all; what is the doctor, Mo Fei, supposed to do? Magically make a new one? chanical ones? Not interested."
As the discussion reached this point, Third Brother changed the subject and looked at Xiao Yebai assessingly, "Are you—really not planning on going back? Isn’t your dad lying sick in bed?"
Clearly, the other party was unaware of the falling-out with his father and being driven away by Grandma Xiao, which, naturally, was sothing Xiao Yebai wanted as well.
Xiao Yebai’s eyes lowered slightly, and the corner of his sharp mouth lifted in a cold sneer, "No one believed, perhaps only he did, that when I entered my dad’s office, the old man put the pill he was about to swallow back into the drawer."
This ’he’ referred to Tang Sili, who had treated Xiao Jianming.
Therefore, Third Brother’s gaze swept over the faces of both n.
Without a second thought, Tang Sili took a stance firmly beside his boss, saying, "If he had been taking his dication on ti, he shouldn’t have had such a severe ergency."
"What exactly happened?" Third Brother asked a question many would wonder, "Chairman Xiao, had he been ill before?"
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