Duan Xingye, who was wiping sweat, had a sudden 'damn' moment in his heart, a deathly question!
He wondered if his fourth uncle harbored a strong will to live?
Duan Feihan ignored the glances Duan Xingye kept throwing at him and after reminiscing for a while, he answered very honestly, "No."
Bai Chuwei appeared slightly surprised at his response, "No?"
Bai Chuwei looked at Duan Feihan's handsome features and then at Duan Xingye.
No way?
Duan Feihan was even more handsome than Duan Xingye, wasn't he a prominent figure back in school?
Su Ruan whispered from the side, "Perhaps… no girl dared to ask Mr. Duan for one?"
Su Ruan herself had almost been scared to tears by his stern expression, let alone which girl would have dared to ask Duan Feihan for a button back then.
A group of girls came running over, saw the button in Su Ruan's hand, and left completely disappointed.
Bai Chuwei couldn't help but sigh, "Truly, youth, oh youth."