Qin Yuan's heart inexplicably began to feel uneasy.
Suddenly, when a series of unsightly images flashed across the TV screen...
Qin Yuan rushed towards the television and with a smack, she turned it off.
But the recording continued to play, the images were gone, yet the sounds echoed on.
Qin Yuan, trembling, searched frantically for the power socket to unplug it, but the more she searched, the more elusive it became.
Finally, like a madwoman, with eyes bloodshot, she grabbed a chair and smashed it into the television.
"Don't look, none of you! It's not me... That's not me!"
But the voice continued to ring out in the living room.
"Come on, come catch me~!"
"Catch me and you'll be 'it' for tonight's entertainment~!"
Qin Yao stood gaping, silently turning towards his biological father.
The expression on Qin Tian's face at that moment was severely gloomy...
How could that voice sound like someone out of their senses?