Xia Yangyang smiled, not knowing what to say.
In Xia Yangyang's observation, Xia Ye's behavior wasn't patient, but rather careless.
Actually, he was still calculating his own matters in his head.
He was merely using his mouth to casually deal with other people's questions.
It was just that he didn't want to spend energy or display intense emotions to confront the situation.
Now that you mention it, this seemed more like a perfunctory response.
Although Xia Yangyang had not had much interaction with Xia Ye so far.
She always felt that this child was too much like an adult.
Or rather, not like an adult, but more like an old person who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, who had seen through everything and was detached from worldly concerns.
Xia Yangyang always felt that his detached view of the world, lacking any emotional turbulence, was not a good thing.
Over there, Xia Ye, after having checked the ingredient prices, had returned to his own stall.
