After Lin Chuqiao finished speaking, Pan Wendi and Bai Ling instantly lost interest in going out to play.
The two exchanged a glance and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes, then slumped back onto the sofa.
One took out a mobile phone, idly texting, while the other put on headphones, immersing themselves in the world of music.
The room became much quieter, except for the faint sound of the steamboat whistle coming in from outside the window.
Ignoring the two clowns, Lin Chuqiao walked to the bar and poured a glass of warm water for Fang Cheng.
Then she picked up the remote control and turned on the fifty-inch high-definition LCD TV installed in the suite.
The screen lit up, playing the local morning news of Cui City.
The host's voice was sweet, broadcasting trivial livelihood information.
Soon, the picture switched, and the next news instantly caught everyone's attention.
"Next, we bring you a breaking news story from our city."
