Seeing Luo Ziling's expression change slightly, Fang Dongxun put away his joking manner, patted Luo Ziling's shoulder, and said softly, "I think you should be able to guess that someone must have deliberately planned this incident. Later, they spread it widely. The intention is quite complex; it depends on how you interpret it."
"I understand now. Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Fang," Luo Ziling sincerely expressed his gratitude.
Fang Dongxun smiled and extended an invitation to Luo Ziling, "My grandfather said that whenever you have time, come to our house as guests. He and your grandfather are old acquaintances, so we can have a drink together."
"No problem," Luo Ziling did not refuse, "If there's a chance, I'll bring my grandfather along to ask your grandfather for a drink."
Fang Dongxun smiled again, patted Luo Ziling's shoulder, and said no more.
