Doctor Zhu looked around curiously, but saw nothing.
"Are you looking at the air?" Doctor Zhu waved a hand in front of Ye Li's eyes.
Ye Li snapped back to attention and smiled faintly, "It's nothing. The chicken feet are really delicious."
Doctor Zhu's lips twitched: Ye Li hadn't even taken a bite! Delicious, my foot! He was obviously pulling his leg.
"It's really delicious." To prove he wasn't lying, Ye Li took a bite of the chicken feet.
Doctor Zhu spat out the chicken bone in his mouth, tossed the half-eaten chicken foot aside, and looked at Ye Li sadly, "Ye Li, if you have something on your mind, just say it! It'll feel a bit better if you share it with someone."
"Not at all, I'm home now, what could be on my mind?" Ye Li replied with a smile.
"You're thinking about her, aren't you?" Doctor Zhu sighed.
He had never met "Xiao Rou," everything about her he had only heard from Ye Li's mouth.
That relationship had deeply wounded Ye Li, and he still hadn't gotten over it.
