"Drive slower!"
Ms. Ren hurriedly reminded.
"I'm already going pretty slow, only just over forty."
"Then drop it to just over thirty!"
"Alright, I've slowed down."
Xu Lin casually said, "You know, those motorcycle guys drive at over a hundred, and they seem pretty carefree, disappearing in the blink of an eye."
"My colleague's aunt's cousin's son rode a motorcycle, and his wife left him."
"That's really tragic!"
"Because he got smashed up!"
"That's even worse!"
Xu Lin took a sharp breath. If a man's thing is shattered, that's serious! Forget the wife leaving him, even he might not be able to take it and end up thinking of suicide.
Ms. Ren continued, "And what's more, his family owns two rental buildings, truly unfortunate!"
"That's like tragedy upon tragedy!"
Xu Lin took another sharp breath: the wife left, there are two rental buildings at home, meaning they're not short of money. But without the male symbol, what's the point of having more money?
