Ji Tian turned her head and met Ji Qilin's gaze, who was smiling warmly, "Go ahead and eat."
He was gasping from the heat but kept picking up the spicy hot pot dishes as if to maintain his persona of someone who loved spicy food.
She shifted her gaze back to her bowl. Right, many had noticed that her personality had changed. The old Ji Tian was stiff and dull, quiet and aloof, and her personality was worlds apart from that of the original.
If others could see it, how could her family not?
They had lived with the original Ji Tian day in and day out for seventeen years, familiar with her every move. Yet, for so long, her parents and three older brothers had never expressed any suspicion of her being replaced by someone else.
Even when faced with others' doubts, her second brother had always covered for her.
After finishing the meal, she was still preoccupied with heavy thoughts.
Quan Ke jogged to catch up with Ji Qilin, "Can you give me a lift?"
