Chapter 128 Rong Shizhi is Critically Ill
Han Hu watched Fu Bing with envy. "I’m really envious of one particular ability you have."
"What?"
"You never reject any goodwill that comes your way, and those people genuinely love you."
Fu Bing took a sip of plain water, enviously watching Han Hu and Zhang Man drinking alcohol.
She didn’t usually drink alcohol either, but being ordered not to, she felt a little rebellious.
However, she managed to control herself.
"Perhaps it’s because I have strong empathy. I hope that when I face insurmountable difficulties, someone will be there to help me through them. Because I have that need myself, I know I must be willing to give first. And because of that, more and more people have gathered around me. They’re grateful for the warmth or important opportunities I once gave them, and they’re willing to be there for me when I need them."
Zhang Man, her eyes half-drunk and hazy, said, "It’s not just that. You just have this knack for making people inexplicably like you. I suspect you cast spells."
"The one casting spells is your Boss Ren, not me."
"Don’t mention him; it’s so frustrating! I’m supposed to be a true catch—beautiful, rich, and sought-after—with plenty of suitors. How did I end up in a situation where, after years of chasing him, I still can’t get him?"
Fu Bing said, "If this target isn’t working out, find another."
"You’re the last person who should be saying that. Shut up."