Qian Sisi blinked her eyes: "If I'm quick, you can try it out before the Spring Festival Gala tomorrow night!"
Bai Qingqing rolled on the sofa in excitement: "Wow, you're basically my idol!"
After Bai Qingqing finished speaking, there was no sound from Qian Sisi's end for a while. She turned her head and saw Qian Sisi sitting cross-legged on the carpet, with her notebook on her knee, comfortably leaning against the sofa, staring intently at the computer, her fingers nimbly tapping away on the keyboard.
Seeing that Qian Sisi had completely entered work mode, Bai Qingqing didn't dare interrupt, carefully sitting beside her.
Bai Cheng'an came out of the shower, and seeing Bai Qingqing still there, his expression turned sour. He was about to tell Bai Qingqing to go back to her room when he saw her put a finger to her lips, shaking her head vigorously, signaling him not to speak so as not to disturb Qian Sisi.
