C111 It's More than Just a Few Days

Liang Feifan held his forehead with one hand, pressed his thumb clockwise on his temple, and casually played with the expensive lighter between his fingers with the other. With a flick of his wrist, the lighter's lid made a clicking sound.

He was lazy and casual, neither impatient nor impatient, and his words were light and relaxed.

"Grandfather, since I said that it won't affect you