"Of course, I will always be with you until you go home."

Wei Ran said, and just took out two cigars from his coat pocket, "I know Chinese and mossy. Even if it is Rabbit Riding, Greek, German and French, I can definitely help you."

"You know so much..."

Grant muttered vaguely, then asked confidently, "So it was Brad who hired you?"

"Hir me? He is not qualified to hire me."

Wei Ran smiled and distributed one of the cigars to the other party, "He knelt down and cried and begged me to come."

"Did you not take the photo at that time?"

Grant asked with a laugh as he bit off one end of the cigar, his heartless smile that he used to hide his sadness and fragility was very similar to Brad.

"At that time, I didn't even have a paintbrush, otherwise I could at least draw it."

Wei Ran said, bit off one end of the cigar, took the zippo lighter handed over by the other party and lit it, and by the way, the cigar of pretty good quality inevitably had the unique flavor of kerosene.

Just like...
Chapter completed!