If you can't fit into a circle, don't force it.
Of course, if you have to squeeze yourself in, well, tough luck; even a garlic clove can blend into an orange.
Xue Jian is like a great chasm, keeping Lin Li and Bai Bufan separated as if by life and death, making father and son part ways.
As to who is the father and who is the son, each has their own answer in mind.
"Teacher, why don't you sit in my seat? Just now Yongfei needed to talk to me about something, so I'll go chat with him," Zhou Baowei said, standing up.
Everyone at the table widened their eyes.
This guy's about to abandon them to survive on his own!
After the surprise came regret, why didn't they think of it themselves? Alas, there's room for only one crab-eater.
Now that Xue Jian is right there, all they can do is clench their fists to express their anger, not daring to say a word to stop him.
But this time, they really misunderstood Zhou Baowei.
