The man finally sat down in that chair, looking at the steaming mist in front of him, and smiled: "Sorry, these past two years I've been a bit forgetful due to illness, so you go ahead, once it's ready we can all eat together."
"Okay, should we call Miss Qiao and Aning over?"
"..."
Aning could be called, but Miss Qiao?
In an instant, the man's gaze turned cold: "Zhang Ma, in the future, don't mention this person in front of me, and don't let her appear here again."
Zhang Ma: "..."
Such sharp words, as if that little girl is no longer his sister, but his enemy.
However, after what happened, anyone would find it hard to tolerate such things in their heart.
So she obediently nodded, indicating she understood, and then changed the topic: "Then... sir, who is that girl upstairs?"
The girl upstairs?
Lin Yebai frowned, only then remembering that there was someone upstairs.
Oh, that's right, I haven't gone to see how she's doing today?
