Shanshan was doubled over with laughter, nearly falling off the sofa. She clutched her stomach, gasping for air as she continued to laugh.
Everyone else erupted in laughter, the sound echoing through the living room so loudly that even the water glasses on the coffee table trembled slightly.
One after another, they all chimed in, saying Ling Zhiyan was too foolish. Despite being pranked by Shanshan so many times, he still fell into her traps every single time, never learning his lesson.
Ling Zhiwei stood off to the side, his hands in his pants pockets, his posture ramrod straight.
The corners of his lips were turned up slightly, holding a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
His calm gaze rested on Shanshan. Even when she was at her most boisterous, he just shook his head slightly, an expression of fond exasperation on his face.
Ling Zhiyan sat on the rug, wiping away tears of laughter with the back of his hand while pretending to sob.
