And then, he couldn't help but worry for Dongfang Yu...
He's actually worried about Dongfang Yu?
Dongfang Yue laughed at the absurd thought. Why should he worry about him?
Wouldn't it be better if Dongfang Yu was dead? If he's dead, everything of his would be his.
His parents, his property, perhaps even his wife would all be his! So it would be better if he was dead, right?
Dongfang Yue turned around to leave, but then he heard Hai Xiaotang and Dongfang Yu's voices coming from the kitchen.
"Oh no, you've put too much salt in. You can't put that much in!"
"What should we do then?"
"No problem, it's just soup, let's just add some water ... Hurry, the ribs are burning..."
The two of them were bustling about the kitchen, and, inexplicably, it felt somewhat cozy.
Dongfang Yue didn't know why but he felt compelled to walk towards the kitchen...
