"What's wrong?" Jiang Nian felt slightly surprised, then sat back down. "Are you sick?"
"No." Zhang Ningzhi thought for a moment and pulled him closer. "It's my mom's birthday tonight."
"Oh~! I see." Jiang Nian wasn't very interested, but didn't show it. "Happy birthday to Auntie."
Zhang Ningzhi rolled her eyes at him and then whispered quietly.
"Are you... unhappy?"
"Why?"
"Because... my mom ran into..." Zhang Ningzhi's voice got softer, lacking confidence.
"That's not it." Jiang Nian said, "Your mom was quite right; the fault was actually mine."
He stopped halfway, realizing that diving into this issue was really pointless.
No one wants to hear excuses; they only want to see results.
Winners are kings, losers are outcasts, that's all there is.
"How about this, at that time..." Jiang Nian said, "I'll prepare a gift for you to give to Auntie."
"Huh?" Zhang Ningzhi was stunned, briefly delighted, but quickly suppressed it. "Wouldn't that take up your time?"
