Besides, what she was afraid of actually happened. The ball of yarn in her hand accidentally rolled to the ground.
Shi Qian's gaze followed the ball of quickly rolling yarn. The yarn stopped, and a pair of expensive leather shoes came into view.
Fu Sinian bent down and picked up the ball of yarn.
Shi Qian looked at Fu Sinian and her heart tightened.
Why was he here?
No, this was his home. Of course he could come here.
Fu Sinian walked towards Shi Qian as he twisted the yarn.
He didn't stop until there was only one meter left of the ball of yarn. He raised his hand and handed it to Shi Qian.
Shi Qian came back to her senses and took the ball of yarn from him.
"Thank you," she said dryly.
Fu Sinian said nothing and sat down.
"Are you looking for Grandpa? I think he's out. I'll call him."
"No need. I'll wait for him here." Fu Sinian stopped Shi Qian.
