Everett Yan was indeed not in a good mood. To be precise, he was in a bad mood very easily. If he stayed idle for 20 consecutive minutes, he might be in a down mood.
His emotions are very delicate and he usually doesn't dare to mess with them.
After I said those words today, I thought I would feel a lot more relaxed. At least I could put my doubts in front of my father, instead of being like so many years ago, where they both tacitly avoided talking and tacitly ignored the question. This thorn between them.
But it was not relaxing, but rather a bit of resistance and uneasiness.
"Why didn't you go back to eat?" Everett Yan looked at Miles Chu who was concentrating on cutting meat.
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