Some people were very strange. When they were scary, people did not dare to approach them. When they were childish, they were quite despicable.
Chi Baoguang was such a strange person.
After the walk, Qiao Jiusheng and Fang Yusheng were alone. Qiao Jiusheng held Fang Yusheng's hand and asked Fang Yusheng, "Did you inherit your naturally funny personality from your father?"
Fang Yusheng's expression became complicated.
Fang Yusheng only grasped one key point in Qiao Jiusheng's words.
"Am I funny?"
Fang Yusheng never knew that he had a funny impression in Qiao Jiusheng's eyes.
Qiao Jiusheng was not afraid of him now. Fang Yusheng could be ruthless to anyone except her. In front of Fang Yusheng, Qiao Jiusheng could do whatever she wanted. She coughed and finally said something that she had been holding in for many years.