After hanging up the phone, Chen Jingbo didn't say anything to Weilan, he just seemed to have fallen into a kind of contemplation.
It was only then that Weilan felt he might be here to handle some matters.
The car took about forty minutes to reach the address Ding Lan had given.
Ding Lan now lived in a small apartment.
After the car stopped, Weilan got out, and Chen Jingbo followed suit. Weilan wanted to pay the taxi fare, but Chen Jingbo said, "I still need to take the car, you don't need to pay."
"How can that be?" Weilan said, "I've already troubled you a lot, and now you have to spend money too. That's not right, I have money, Chen Jingbo."
"You better not argue, I'm merely carrying on the culture of our country's men, where the man should pay, so don't worry about it," said Chen Jingbo.
After saying this, Chen Jingbo looked around the place, then got back into the car, and told Weilan, "You go on up. After I'm done with my business, I might come to see you."
