Cheng Weiyue frowned and told him to shut up.
Lan Rong raised an eyebrow but said nothing more.
Meanwhile, the scene continued on the monitor.
"Our Shuangshuang has always been a good girl," the father said contentedly, looking at his daughter with eyes full of emotion.
"Yes, Shuangshuang is the best, she just helped me organize a whole box of yarn," the mother pointed to a small box nearby.
And Ning Xiaoshuang just smiled shyly, "Mom's eyesight isn't good, and the light is too dim; it's better if I do the organizing."
"This light really needs to be changed," said the father. "Xiaoshuang, go outside and buy a light bulb."
Ning Xiaoshuang agreed without hesitation, taking the money her father handed her.
Cheng Weiyue picked up the walkie-talkie and commanded calmly, "Lighting team, get ready, switching to the exterior shot."
Once Ning Xiaoshuang stepped outside the house, she found herself in a very old-fashioned alleyway.
