As they approached, Mellisa grabbed Leonard's hand and stood in front of Lilia three or two steps apart. Then she stretched out her hand and pinched her cheek. "Lilia, thank you!"
Lilia glared. "What's that for? What I said is the truth!"
Leonard watched Lilia's ridicule, pursed the corners of his lips, then looked at Jean and said, "I have prepared dinner for you in the side hall, you guys eat first. Mellisa and I still have something to deal with."
Glen raised an eyebrow. "What is it? Something wrong with Luke?"
Leonard shook his head. "It's not about them, it's about my mother. Don't you think her reaction today is very abnormal?"
"Abnormal?" Glen's face deepened. "As the host of tonight's banquet, her every word and deed on stage deeply reflects her identity. If I was an ignorant outsider, I might have thought she was your stepmother!"
