"It can't be Alzheimer's. Look, Grandpa and Grandma are older than Dad. How could Dad be the first to have it?"
Bai Xiqin whispered back to Bai Yifan.
Bai Yifan pursed his lips, muttering quietly,
"That's not necessarily true. Dad uses his brain every day in lawsuits, always talking and arguing. There's a limit to how many words a person can say in a lifetime. He's talked too much; he might just become demented early."
Bai Xiqin's mouth twitched slightly, responding, "You're not wrong!"
The siblings muttered as they quickly arrived at the dinner table.
At the table, they sat solemnly, waiting, as if they weren't the ones bad-mouthing Mr. Bai.
Bai Anhai placed the last dish of oil-braised shrimp on the table, completing the meal.
The shrimp raised with Spiritual Spring Water was exceptionally plump.
Each lobster was larger than a hand, vibrant red, and looked very appetizing.
As expected, the most mouth-watering dish was placed in front of Bai Xiqin by Bai Anhai.
