"At the very least, I no longer have to be the wild chicken in people's mouths, no longer have to be pinned down by those men who don't bathe for a hundred bucks, no longer have to bow and scrape to those cocky bullies following the crowd, especially in Sister Hong's place, those punks don't dare to bully me. If this isn't freedom, then what is?"
Xiao Lan looked at Lin Fan with a smile on her face, and for a moment, even he, who was usually eloquent, was at a loss for words.
"Yeah, without comparisons, some things are never truly cherished."
After a long pause, Lin Fan took a deep breath. Having not experienced others' hardships, he didn't persuade others for kindness. Her age was similar to Xie Qian's, although they were on two different life paths, ultimately they intersected under his hips. He smiled and caressed Xiao Lan's cheek, "Did you spend all the hundred thousand?"
