The atmosphere turned cold again. Zhouzhou stopped and looked at them, blinking her eyes, not understanding why they were arguing again.
"Who are you calling a bird-like appetite?" Qin Yan's face also darkened, and his narrow peach blossom eyes were full of displeasure.
Qin Lie's expression remained unchanged. He continued holding the dish in front of him and moved it in front of Zhouzhou. "I'm talking about the one who starved himslef into the hospital for the sake of losing weight."
Qin Yan clenched his teeth. "I've already said it's not for losing weight. It's to better fit the image of the character!"
"Oh." Qin Lie's tone was flat. "Whether it's from film reviews or box office, I don't see you fitting the image of the character very well."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yan exploded instantly. He stood up with a bang and said, "Is money the only thing you care about? Can art be measured by money?"