The audio she posted even made it to the trending searches on a short video platform, and everyone was scrambling to find out who the person singing the song was.
Yet Shu Wan had no idea about any of this.
She got up as usual, finished washing up, and went downstairs, only to be surprised that Fu Yang had gotten up even earlier than her; he was sitting in the living room, staring at his phone.
Hearing her footsteps, Fu Yang looked up. The red diamond earrings by his ears shone much brighter than the sunrise outside, "Good morning, Little Mother."
As he spoke, Fu Yang waved at Shu Wan, the ringing of his ring and metal bracelet clashing with each movement.
He wore a bomb-print t-shirt paired with hip-hop casual pants and a pair of dad shoes.
Shu Wan knew that this kind of trendy outfit was popular amongst young people who liked to flaunt their individuality, but she really couldn't understand it.