She barely managed a smile. "Okay, sure."
Zhou Zhi stirred the soup spoon. Wei Ling calmed the surging emotions in her heart and said, "Let's talk while eating, mother and son."
Zhou Zhi chuckled and said, "Mother, it's not too late to eat after hearing me out. The food can be heated up again when it's cold. This won't affect anything."
He would never eat these poisonous things again.
There were some things that no one could force him to do as long as he did not want to.
Wei Ling frowned. She remembered that it was actually effortless to make Zhou Zhi to eat these dishes in the past.
In the past, as long as she asked Zhou Zhi to eat it, he would eat it. She suddenly realized that Zhou Zhi would eat it every time because he was willing and not because of anything else. Just like now, he was unwilling to eat it and she was actually helpless.
