"If you want to laugh, just go ahead. I'm almost bald and I don't mind you joking about it."
Zhao Sui picked up a chopstick full of greens and delivered it to his mouth, his handsome face turning as green as the leaves he was eating.
—"As long as it can cure me."
"I'll check your pulse after dinner," Ning Youguang said.
"Alright." Zhao Sui's face lit up with joy, "What about white hair? Can it be treated? My white hair is quite serious too."
Ming Chao glanced at him, "So many problems?"
Zhao Sui sighed, "Yeah, quite troublesome."
The adults at the table chatted while eating, not noticing little Ning Youyu listening intently.
He suddenly tilted his head, with his cute eyes wide open, and said, "Brother Zhao Sui doesn't have any hair left? So he has to wear a hat now?"
"..." The Ning family members.
Zhao Sui's face went dark, "I have hair, I have hair, I wouldn't come to your house if I didn't."
And I wouldn't go out!
