Lin Hai's words left Ouyang Zhentian at a loss for words.
Back then, in the refugee camp in Africa...
Hidden in the shadows, Ouyang Xiaoya seemed to catch onto some secret, her love for gossip flaming intensely.
Her own father had been to the refugee camps in Africa? No wonder he knew Lin Hai; wasn't that guy someone who had worked abroad before? Could it be that he worked in the refugee camps in Africa? No wonder when asked about his overseas experiences, he was always vague.
However, the next few words spoken by the two men seemed to be intentionally lowered, Ouyang Xiaoya wished she had more ears, she really couldn't hear the conversation clearly.
"Back then, I was saved by a group of kind-hearted mercenaries, not you?" Ouyang Zhentian blinked, denying it outright.
"But, you were the ones who pointed guns at my head, forcing me to drive; I was just a taxi driver back then," Lin Hai also said.
