Stop telling the truth, "Well, it's not your home. Don't think I don't know. The relationship between them is not clear yet." She smacked her lips.

"Hey, I don't like that. How can I say that? Didn't you mean to make me feel guilty when you said that?" I put down my chopsticks and said it seriously.

"How do you like it or not? That's the truth, anyway." She stopped eating and stared at me. "There's nothing wrong with that. I don't ask you for anything. Don't be nervous."

"Okay, stop it, okay. Let's eat first. I didn't intend to continue that, so I picked up the bowl and planed...