Ouyang Furui was silent for a moment, and after hesitating for a while, he decided to tell the other party at the same time.

"Xuanyuan knew, and he always heard this sound."

"Then he didn't think about doing something?" He couldn't understand.

Ouyang Furui just shook his head, and he said patiently:

"No matter how much you say to those who don't care about the truth, it's useless, and he doesn't care. I think there is a saying he said very well, don't care about those who don't see our value."

"But he is a sentimental person."

I have known Xuanyuan Zhicheng for more than ten years, but Xia Fan is not unclear about what kind of person he is.

Even though Xuanyuan Zhicheng forced himself to laugh more often, he could still see it.

"I know you must have a lot to say now, and I'll probably ask me why,

You probably want to ask me, this is obviously a matter between two people, so why should we look at it differently?

It is not fair to just say that this person is like this and that person is like this.

But what I want to tell you is that you don’t need to worry, at least they have us friends. If someone would whisper to them, aren’t we all the time with him?”

After hearing Ouyang Furui say this, Xia Fan's mood improved a little.

"You're right. We can't force others, but we can choose not to care."
Chapter completed!