He Jingchuan's expression of grievance was so earnest that after he finished speaking, it took Jiang Beiyu a good few seconds to fully digest what he had just said.
Jiang Beiyu's face darkened.
He stared at He Jingchuan's idiotic face for quite a while before he finally had to admit that when he was little, he failed to judge people clearly and randomly chose a slightly more pleasing kid to be friends with, not realizing the risk it could pose when they grew up.
Can stupidity be contagious?
Looking at He Jingchuan, he didn't seem like he had anything pressing to do; he barely looked like someone who had been working in his own company for a few months.
This level of stupidity, even a brain thrombosis wouldn't result in this condition in less than ten years.
Jiang Beiyu looked at He Jingchuan with a cold face for a moment, then finally bit his teeth and asked, "Are you brain-damaged?"
