The atmosphere at the dining table was eerie...
Tong Ran felt like she'd choke no matter what she ate.
Luo Xiao's eating was graceful, his spoon lightly stirring in the porcelain bowl, he suddenly lifted his head, "That day in the bamboo forest, I left first."
Mo Nanjue picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork and placed it in his son's bowl, "So?"
"I went to find Xie Yanghua," Luo Xiao said calmly, "I told him that the reason we swapped places was to gain your trust, it's all a performance."
"Oh?" Mo Nanjue slightly lifted his eyelids and put down his chopsticks, "How can I be sure that you're telling the truth? What if you're telling me this, but telling Xie Yanghua that you've already gained my trust, and benefiting from both sides, wouldn't that be nice?"
Luo Xiao faintly smiled, "Do you think I can earn your trust?"
"That's hard to say," Mo Nanjue set down his chopsticks, crossed one leg, and answered cryptically, "Trust is mutual."
