Duanmu Li was really not good at telling stories.
If anyone else had told it, even without dramatic flair, it wouldn't have been as dry and tasteless as an overcooked, boiled chicken breast!
But Ni Bingyan didn't mind.
"The year I got back from the military, my dad got cancer. I wanted to save him, so I started looking for work everywhere. I didn't have a degree, and the skills I had weren't suited for civilian jobs. In the end, I relied on my driver's license to become Brother Wei's assistant, responsible for driving him to and from film sets and doing odd jobs."
It was rare for Duanmu Li to be so talkative, so Ni Bingyan didn't interrupt her.
"In the end, I couldn't save my dad."
She drove steadily, as if telling someone else's story.
