After speaking, Lin Zifeng turned around without looking back, ready to leave.
"Hey! Wait a minute!"
Seeing Lin Zifeng preparing to leave, Hai Zhilan stood up.
"Is there anything else?" Lin Zifeng smirked slightly at the corner of his mouth. He already knew that Hai Zhilan would definitely stop him before leaving. Pursuing Beiming Huang, such a great temptation, how could he resist it?
"You want to be friends with me, right?" Hai Zhilan hesitated for a moment, then asked.
"Is there any doubt?" Lin Zifeng looked indifferent and shrugged his shoulders.
"Alright, as long as you help me win over Beiming Huang, no matter what request you make, I will agree to it." Hai Zhilan was going all out now, a family waste, abandoned heartlessly by Beiming Huang, plunging his life into darkness, feeling that living was just a waste of food.
