บท 339: A Handful of Trouble

They made it to the pool table, where Ning An's younger cousin was.

"Brother An, happy birthday!" Jin Wei said, hugging him and patting his back. He was a boy named Jin Wei, who was 16 years old. He had short black hair, brown eyes, and a round face. He was not ugly, but he was not handsome either. 

"Thank you, Little Wei," Ning An said, returning the hug and smiling politely. 

Jin Wei was Ning An's cousin from his mother's side, but they didn't know each other well. They'd seen each other a few times at family gatherings, but they hadn't talked much.

"Brother An, can I have your other car, just for a little while? I asked auntie and she said you don't use it often. " Jin Wei said, looking at him with a hopeful and pleading expression. 

"Not a chance," Ning An said, shaking his head and laughing. He knew that Jin Wei was too young and reckless to drive his car, and he didn't want to risk them getting damaged.