Lu Yuanbin steadied himself and looked at Leng Yuan, his face full of accusation.
"Brother Leng, I was scared to death in there! Now that I'm out, you won't even comfort me. I'm so miserable, nobody cares about me!"
Wang Laoer was speechless.
'Have I been excommunicated from the human race?'
Lu Yuanbin ignored him and insisted on rubbing up against Leng Yuan. A vein throbbed on Leng Yuan's forehead, and his voice was laced with a threat. "If you dare come any closer, I don't mind breaking your legs."
Lu Yuanbin's legs trembled, and he finally settled down.
Seeing his chance to shine, Wang Laoer immediately sidled up to him. "Brother Lu, you can hug me."
Lu Yuanbin shot Wang Laoer a look and shoved him away unceremoniously.
"No thanks."
'He wanted to hug Brother Leng because, in his heart, Brother Leng was a father figure to him.'
'Wang Laoer was his brother.'
'How could he show weakness in front of his brother? It would undermine his authority.'
