Besides, all those patents were invented by his wife; Ke Xubai is just a piece of trash.

Fu Yanci's contempt for Ke Xubai continued even in the restaurant's private room.

He became very polite when he met people.

"Hello, Uncle Ke."

Ke Xubai: "..."

Uncle Ke...?

Ke Xubai looked at Jiang Zao: "Junior sister, do I look that old?"

Jiang Zao pulled Fu Yanci to sit down, "I heard that staying up late can cause baldness, especially for programmers. They almost all look older than they are. Senior brother, you're not young anymore, it's time to take good care of yourself."

After saying that, she pinched Fu Yanci's smooth face and said affectionately, "Order whatever you want to eat."

"Okay." Fu Yanci was extremely obedient.

Ke Xubai felt as if a mouthful of dog food had been forcibly stuffed into his mouth, and the problem was that it was stuck in his throat, neither going down nor coming up. Swallowing it would be too filling, and spitting it out would be too difficult.

Why did he insist on meeting his junior sister? Couldn't they have just talked on the phone? That way, they wouldn't have to see anything.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to go to the restroom, Ke Xubai couldn't help but look at himself in the mirror.

Then she thought about how Jiang Zao seemed to particularly like touching Fu Yanci's face.

"Could it be that my junior sister is really a looks-obsessed person? She's ignored me for years just because I'm not pretty enough? Or because my skin isn't smooth?"

As Ke Xubai stepped out of the bathroom, he saw Fu Yanci cupping Jiang Zao's face and kissing her.

Pop!

It was very loud.

That was the sound of Ke Xubai's heart breaking.

"Honey, you're so good to me. You remember all the foods I like to eat, but I also remember what you like to eat, so I ordered them all."

Ke Xubai, who had said he would treat everyone as soon as he sat down: "..."