If I don't work harder to earn money to support my future wife and son, I'm really going to become a pretty boy living off others.
Su Li looked at that handsome yet slightly troubled face and seemed to finally react.
Her gloom was replaced by joy, and she raised her hand to pat Feng Huaijin's shoulder, comforting him, "Don't worry, I won't despise you."
Feng Huaijin glanced at the hand that resembled a friendly pat, and his brow twitched involuntarily. He became even more silent.
Pretty boy, living off others. Living off others, pretty boy.
These phrases kept echoing in his mind, and the thought of working overtime was overwhelming.
"Humph! Although I'm just your second uncle, Su Yun is still your cousin, right? As for the filmmaking, Su Yun agreed." Su Haotian came out and saw the two of them, immediately squeezing over to say.
Before, Su Li still considered that Su Haotian was her biological father, so she didn't really quarrel with him. But now it's different.
