"Mingmo, which country do you belong to?" Ji Yiyi poked Li Mingmo. "If you say more, this meal is on you."
Li Mingmo: "..."
Adjusting his expression, Li Mingmo said, "Do I even need to say? Of course, I belong to the country of money... oh no, your brother's country."
Ji Yiyi said with disdain, "Mingmo, you really have no principles."
Li Mingmo cut a piece of steak, enjoying it, "What are principles? Can they be exchanged for steak?"
Ji Yiyi: "..."
Another ten minutes passed, and Ye Jinyan was still slowly eating his steak.
"Ye Jinyan..."
Bai Haoxue spoke again, her eyes pleading, "My child, when he was born, did he really die?"
Ye Jinyan put down his knife and fork, "Do you want to hear a lie or the truth?"
"Don't you think your question is redundant?"
"No... this question is not redundant at all," Ye Jinyan said. "The truth might be crueler than you imagined. Are you sure you want to know it?
Haoxue, sometimes, knowing nothing is a kind of happiness."
