Jiang Qi felt apologetic and seeing Bai Zhi's serious expression, he quickly spoke up.
"Bai Zhi, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I just don't understand—isn't it meaningless to starve oneself for weight loss?"
Bai Zhi propped up her chin, acknowledging that many people find it meaningless, and sometimes even think it's a waste of money, especially at times like this...
"Of course, it has meaning, at least to that girl. That's enough. Everyone has a different definition of happiness."
Bai Zhi took her lemon tea and sipped slowly. The fresh taste of lemon significantly improved her spirits.
"For them, if they can find happiness in that meaning, then that's okay.
It's like how you guys like basketball and would starve for a limited-edition basketball, isn't that normal?
As long as that girl feels good, finds it meaningful and feels happy, then isn't that enough?
Life is our own. We should define happiness for ourselves, not others."
