Ding Ding had never expected to lose someone just by celebrating his birthday.
But he had noticed it before: ever since the Flower Shop opened, Little Bai's heart had no longer been in the company.
It was like a cake. Since Ding Ding already had the lion's share, he ought to be content and generous enough to let Little Bai share the rest with the people he liked.
As long as no one ever got more than Ding Ding, he ought to accept it. He shouldn't be too greedy.
"All right... all right..." He understood the reasoning, but he couldn't help feeling wistful. "Then resign, but you still have to like me best, understand?"
"Little Bai understands..."
He looked so pitiful that one glance softened Ding Ding's heart. Ding Ding said no more and took him aside to talk to Sun Xiangxiang about buying a stake.
-Having a business of his own would be more reassuring, after all.
"What!" Sun Xiangxiang protested. "You still don't trust me?"
"It's not that I don't trust you," Ding Ding said with a smile. "It's just a little security for both sides."
Bai Congming didn't know what buying a stake meant. He sat beside them eating cake, occasionally casting a timid glance at Ding Lai Di, whom they had left to one side.
He wanted to go over and talk to his older sister, but he didn't dare. His grip on one of Ding Ding's hands grew tighter and tighter, and he could no longer eat the sweet, fragrant cake.
Seeing this, Sun Xiangxiang casually plucked a leaf from a giant taro and covered his eyes with it.
"Let's not look at her."
The giant taro depended entirely on its leaves for its looks. Plucking one spoiled its appearance, and it no longer looked