I took a deep breath. I never thought I could talk with him so calmly before.
I have been with him for a long time, and my hostility to him seems to be fading. Sometimes I even hope that the Cross River Bridge has nothing to do with him and the Fischer group.
But I also understand that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. If one day, I find out that he is really behind the scenes.
"Cheney." I whispered his name.
"Hmm?"
"Have you ever done anything wrong in your life?"
He looked at me and then asked, "What about you?"
I don't want to shake my head, but I answered him. "No, so far, not once."
He looked at me with a bitter touch on his face. "I've done a lot." He said. He leaned back. "Sitting in this position, you can only bear some things that ordinary people
