Ryan was indeed sharp-tongued.
Hearing his words, I couldn't say anything more. I wondered on the side as to what I should say to him before leaving.
Ryan didn't seem to notice my embarrassment. So he continued to say, "You're so young. In fact, you're smart. But you don't think about how to improve your skills and insist on turning to these crooked ways. No matter how rich he is and no matter how many connections he has, it's his anyway. If he dumped you one day, what would you have? You have nothing left!"
I stood next to Ryan and looked at him in a daze.
He was right.
His words even made me feel like my father was talking to me.
And based on his age, he was about the same age as my father.
Ryan held the sunglasses that he had just bought in his hands, put them on his face, and turned his head to me, "Hey, take your computer to Waterside Restaurant in the west. I'll tell you what's wrong with your work."
"Huh?"
"Hurry up!"
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