An Idea

Maddie's metaphor was thought-provoking. Zhang Lisheng became silent for a few seconds before shrugging. "Congratulations, Maddie. I didn't expect you to become a philosopher after not seeing you for months."

"You, on the other hand, still remain the same." The girl squeezed half a lemon on the fried steak that was now golden brown and splashed a few drops of olive oil before putting the pan on the fire for a while. After sprinkling black pepper on it, she took the steak out and placed it on a plate to hand it to the young man.

The young man took the plate and smelled the tempting taste of the meat. He picked up a bright silver fork and began to chow down the food while replying casually, "I have indeed remained the same. Just like always, I cover up my intrinsic nature of brutality with a civilized appearance…"