68, does it want to watch, or does he want to watch?

Shi Yuhuan glanced at Zishi, then looked out the window, his dark pupils narrowing slightly.

He bent down to pick up the remote control from the coffee table and gently pressed a button. Immediately, the wall in front of him opened slowly, revealing a large liquid crystal screen.

"If you're so fond of it, then have a look," he said, gently pressing another button.

Immediately on the screen, the dining room and living room of the front mansion appeared, and Song Qinghuan was sitting at the dining table, eating heartily.

As she ate, she muttered angrily, "Dead man, rotten man, psycho, bastard, villain, rotten egg... !"#$#R#..."

She continued spewing a tirade of swear words with every bite, unable to stop herself.

Zishi, lying nearby, sneaked a glance at its owner, seemingly confused: Did you open it because you wanted to watch, or did you think I wanted to watch?

However, it quickly shifted its gaze to Song Qinghuan on the screen, sticking out its tongue to show its fondness.