The images on the television became increasingly embarrassing, even though Ai Jiang was the one playing it out, she found it somewhat unbearable to watch.
Seeing her turn away, Jiang Ping chuckled, "Ai sister, why aren't you watching? Look, it's very entertaining..."
As Jiang Ping spoke, he wrapped an arm around Ai Jiang's shoulder, took a seat on the couch, then placed a hand on her head, forcing her to face the TV.
Ai Jiang closed her eyes, while Jiang Ping watched the TV with an appreciative gaze, intermittently muttering praises.
After a while, Jiang Ping broke the silence, "What, don't you find it entertaining?"
...
August 12th, Sunday, sunny.
Perhaps because it was the anniversary of her marriage registration with Han Jingnian, Xia Wan'an woke up feeling quite downcast.
At four in the afternoon, Xia Wan'an left to meet Qin Shujian.
Qin Shujian was a celebrity, a popular actress. Perhaps for the sake of privacy, she had chosen the 101 Clubhouse as their meeting place.
