Sheng Tang sat on the couch in the living room watching TV.
Her mother stole a few glances at her, seeing no emotional response, as if she was absorbed by the TV program.
"What great self-control!" Fang Mengying thought.
Even Cheng Ruojun couldn't match this skill.
Sheng Sidong chatted with Grandma for a bit, then came out of the kitchen and went downstairs.
Sheng Tang and Gu Shiting were watching TV while drinking hot milk, their attitudes indifferent, while Sheng Zong was scratching his head, eager to know what had happened.
He ran to Grandma's room and leaned against the window to look outside.
Dad and that uncle with the expensive watch were chatting by the car.
Their conversation didn't seem to be going well.
Dad said a few words and turned to leave, but the uncle grabbed him and wouldn't let go.
Sheng Zong worried they might fight, afraid Dad wouldn't be able to win, so he ran downstairs immediately.
As he was heading out, Fang Mengying tried to stop him, "Zong?"
