Upon hearing praise from her father, especially in a setting with so many people, He Qing's cheeks turned bright red like apples, incredibly cute.
She felt extremely embarrassed, not daring to lift her eyes. For a moment, she even felt like the gazes upon her were flames, making her cheeks burn, and for once, she felt a little shy.
"Daddy, stop it, or I won't know how to face anyone," He Qing said coyly and bashfully.
He Qing's father laughed at his daughter's bashful appearance and then pushed her to the front stage.
Xu Ke was nestled in an inconspicuous corner, watching the scene unfold. His heart was unmoved; he even felt a bit sleepy. Truth be told, even though he looked lively, his mind had already wandered off.
