Trenton Smith's hand gently pinched Norris Moore's fingers, a casual and slight smile on his face, he said to Philip Shaw, "We just rely on our own abilities, I have no intention of stopping you, you're overthinking it."
"Trenton Smith, this matter originally had nothing to do with you anymore." Philip Shaw looked at him, "You were the one who took her from my hands back then, and now you want to take her back from Steven Balance, do you think it makes sense?"
"The meaning of such things varies from person to person." He glanced down at Norris Moore sitting in his arms, then smiled slightly, "If it can make someone happy, then it is meaningful. Don't you think so?"
Philip Shaw looked at him for a long time, then closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat, as if in resignation.
"I don't know why you are doing such a thankless task now."
"Just not trying to please you, that's all."
