"..." Ziek's eyes widened in disbelief. "That can't be you."
Bing Shi burst into laughter, clutching her stomach. "Yes, it's me."
"How?" Ziek's confusion was evident.
"My mother taught me to never waste food," Bing Shi explained, tucking her phone away.
"Your mother totally brainwashed you," Ziek observed, eyeing her phone like a hawk watching its prey.
"At least she fed me well. Can't say the same for someone else's mother," Bing Shi giggled, blocking his attempt to snatch her phone, "That's my phone."
"True," Ziek chuckled. "I want that picture, and the others too... please."
"Are you planning some naughty things with them? No," Bing Shi declined with a playful smile. "How about I adopt you, Grandson?"
"Oh, fuck no."
"Mind your language, young man," Bing Shi scolded, crossing her arms and adopting a stern tone.
"Oh, fuck no, please," Ziek shot back, his tone laced with playful defiance.
