Could it be that Lawrence Winters was right?
Is there really no true love? — It's all tagged with a price.
Kenneth Osborne pulled out a cigarette and lit it.
Thinking of Lawrence Winters' firm disbelief in love, he chuckled to himself.
He had to admit, Lawrence Winters was good at brainwashing...
After finishing a cigarette, Kenneth Osborne gathered his thoughts and decided not to dwell on these bothersome matters for now, focusing on his work first.
He threw away the cigarette butt, stood up, and opened the window for ventilation.
Just then, there was a gentle knocking on the door.
Kenneth Osborne walked over to open the door and saw Lawrence Winters standing in front of him, holding a large white bowl with red edges and a longevity character pattern.
"What's up?" he asked with some surprise.
