The family was watching television. Only Fu Sinian's gaze sized up Shi Qian from time to time.
Unable to stand his stare, Shi Qian finally turned to look at him.
"Stop staring at me," she ordered in a very small voice.
"If I don't look at you, what should I look at?" Fu Sinian replied softly.
"You can watch television!"
"I watched television to watch you too. Now that you're sitting beside me, I might as well watch you directly. Wouldn't that save me some trouble?"
Shi Qian opened her mouth but was speechless!
Fu Sinian smiled at her embarrassment.
"You can watch TV now. I'm almost out. I'll be next."
Only then did Fu Sinian turn his gaze to the television.
The host's voice announced the next contestant.
There was silence. Everyone was looking forward to it.
First, the sound of a guitar came out, followed by Shi Qian's pure singing.
