Bai Xiqin looked at Leng Yebai and Zhang Yiming in front of her, flirting and bantering, and she couldn't help but feel a tiny bit out of place.
Maybe she should leave?
"How about we change the topic?"
Bai Yifan always felt that Brother Zhang's eyes were too bright, as if he was about to draw a knife any minute.
Both big brothers were terrifying.
Zhang Yiming lowered his head, expressionless, shoveling food into his mouth.
Leng Yebai, with no change in expression, continued picking up dishes.
On the surface, everything seemed harmonious, but in reality, they both wanted to kill each other.
Bai Yifan felt that since he made the atmosphere go cold, it was up to him to warm things up.
"Why hasn't Tangtang come down to eat yet?" Bai Yifan turned to ask Fan Liping.
"He doesn't eat what we eat," Fan Liping replied.
Seeing Fan Tangtang appear before his eyes again and calling them mom and dad, he was already satisfied.
