Hah, so what if you have a plane? Do you dare to fly it yourself? Aren't you just hiring a pilot? Buying a plane is just for show.
Mo Ang curled his lips into a smile, complimenting, "I know your son is amazing!"
"That's right, my son is a pillar of the country, a high-tech scientist, not someone ordinary people can compare to." Wen Rufeng was getting more and more proud.
"Haha..." Mo Ang laughed heartily.
Wen Rufeng looked at him baffled. What's so funny about that?
Mo Ang didn't feel his attitude was abrupt at all, slowly pulling in his smile. "If he hadn't regretfully sacrificed, well, the way you talk about him makes me want to make him my girlfriend!"
An Ning was furious, wishing to tear his mouth apart. "With just you, you're not even fit to carry my husband's shoes."
Wen Rufeng was practically going crazy. "So you're a pervert? If you like men so much, I don't mind finding you a scumbag."
