Little Lolita tilted her head slightly. She felt that Zhou Ze was saying these ambiguous words on purpose. She did not answer. This question, no matter whether you answered 'yes' or 'no', was not good.
Moreover, the little loli believed that Zhou Ze could tell.
Yes, Zhou Ze could tell. All along, Zhou Ze had thought that Wang Ke had some sort of special hobby. Now that he thought about it, it wasn't actually Wang Ke's problem, but Wang Ke's wife's problem.
Wang Ke was a psychologist, and he was in charge of treating his wife's illness. It was even to the extent that he had to cooperate with his wife when he was living at home.
He was acting and his purpose was to make his wife happy.
A man with a successful career had to pretend to be happy at home every day and eat meat and soup non-stop. He had to act like he was enjoying it.
His wife bought meat every day and watched her husband eat it.
To others, this might be a form of torture.
