Xu Xiangbei sighed lightly, "Tell me what exactly happened?"
Qian Duoduo's expression revealed an indescribable sadness and regret, "Brother Xu, you don't have to care about me. This is my retribution. You don't need to pity me either."
"I'm not pitying you; I want to help you. If you consider me a brother, don't leave. Tell me what happened."
Xu Xiangbei lit another cigarette and handed one over. Qian Duoduo took it and took a light drag before finally telling Xu Xiangbei what happened.
