Chapter 802: I Want to Leave the Best for You
Di Jinxuan furrowed her brows, "Damn it, I don’t even like him, why are you crying?"
Although she said that, Di Jinxuan felt incredibly moved inside. What are best friends for if not to cry a river while trying to console you? But had Nangong Ran cried over the wrong thing? She really didn’t like Nangong Jin.
Di Jinxuan still had tears at the corner of her eyes, but she looked utterly confused.
"Wuu wuu wuu..." Nangong Ran cried even harder, sobbing, "Do you know how freaking bad I feel? I was solely focused on you and my third brother banging, but now, I feel like my third brother doesn’t deserve to bang you. Tell me, isn’t that distressing?"
Di Jinxuan was truly fed up with Nangong Ran now.
She couldn’t help but blurt out, "Weren’t we talking about your third brother being hurt? How did you drag sex into this? Damn it, can’t you be more serious?"
"I am serious," Nangong Ran continued to cry pathetically and incoherently, "My third brother is so charming, so smooth, banging must be so thrilling, I wanted to give you the best, but now..."
Di Jinxuan held her forehead, damn, her somewhat sad feelings were completely disrupted by Nangong Ran’s bizarre outburst, and she didn’t feel sad at all anymore, instead, she felt amused!
Damn it, what the hell is this!
But why the heck did she feel so moved on the inside?
Di Jinxuan looked up speechlessly, earnestly said, "Okay, I know you want to give me the best, but there’s nothing between me and your third brother, so can you stop overthinking? Your third brother is handsome, charming, and banging would be thrilling, but really, it has nothing to do with me. So can you stop crying, please?"
"I just feel it’s such a waste!" Nangong Ran complained discontentedly, "It just feels so blocked up inside."
"Okay, okay, stop feeling blocked up, really, it’s the middle of the freaking night. Earlier, my third brother was acting crazy, then you had your third brother’s accident, and now you’re acting crazy. My heart is so tired!"
Nangong Ran stopped crying and sighed, "Whatever, nobody would grieve if I died anyway."
Di Jinxuan: "..."
"Nangong Jin won’t really die, right?" Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but ask.
"If anyone’s going to die, it should rather cling to your back," Nangong Ran sniffled naughtily, "Better to keep living, though."
Di Jinxuan almost spit blood, what does ’cling to her back’ even mean!
"What exactly did your parents say!" Di Jinxuan exclaimed frustratedly, "We’ve been talking for ages without getting to the point."
"My parents should be going there in person," Nangong Ran said, "But it seems a bit tricky. The drug lord over there has his own troop and doesn’t care about official stuff, I’m really scared, a bit frightened."
"Is it that serious?" Di Jinxuan frowned, "Should I ask my elder and second brothers for help?"
"My parents didn’t mention it," Nangong Ran replied, "Maybe my parents can handle it; they haven’t seemed too anxious, but rather calm. They are old hands at this, so it should be fine, right?"
Di Jinxuan blinked wearily and suggested, "Why don’t you give my second brother a call then?"
"Let’s not," Nangong Ran declined, "If my parents can handle it, why bother your second brother?"
"What if they can’t handle it?" Di Jinxuan countered, "What’s more important, your family’s safety or pride?"