Zhang Rishan glanced at Black Glasses, whose sunglasses covered half his face, a teasing smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "See you around," he said, already starting the engine, turning the car around, and driving away.
Watching the rising window and the rapidly receding rear of the car, Black Glasses wore a knowing smile. "I suppose this must be chasing after your wife through hellfire. No, wait, he might not even catch up now."
Seeing Black Glasses muttering to himself, Fatty sidled up with the expression of someone who had just stumbled upon a shocking secret. "Master Hei, care to share the gossip with us?" He had noticed long ago that Zhang Rishan was distracted. While everyone else was celebrating the successful outcome, only Zhang Rishan had a gloomy face.
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