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Peng Yijie's eyes lit up: "Not at all, not at all! But when the time comes, I should be the one treating Young Master Fu, Grandpa Fu, and Doctor Qin."
"We're all brothers here, doesn't matter who pays!" Xiangxiang said boldly, "As long as there's a will, there are plenty of chances to drink together."
"Yes, brothers don't keep such tabs!" Peng Yijie laughed heartily.
This Young Master Fu clearly wasn't an ordinary person, yet he was so approachable, even willing to befriend someone of his standing. Peng Yijie felt very moved.
In this lifetime, Peng Yijie seldom admired anyone; this Young Master Fu, who was a full cycle younger than him, was one of the few!
"Brother Peng, calling me Young Master Fu feels distant, from now on, just call me by my nickname, Xiangxiang!" Xiangxiang said to Peng Yijie.
The affectionate "Brother Peng" made Peng Yijie delighted, he readily agreed, "Alright, Xiangxiang!"
