Wang Ming rented a small brick house here, less than ten square meters. Although it was small, it had everything you could need in terms of furnishings, of course, these weren't given by the kind landlord.,"Damn it, I even ate the last piece of candy last night," Wang Ming said with an empty candy wrapper in his hand, his voice filled with endless melancholy.,Wang Ming didn't seem like someone who liked to dwell on things. If he couldn't figure something out, he simply let it go, muttering to himself in his heart.。