Sun Zhihai was also delighted and casually said to his son, "What are you doing here?"
"Nothing. I'm hungry and want a Xiao Wang brand ice cream."
BOOM!
As soon as the boy spoke, the entire dinner table fell silent.
In an instant, the smiles on the faces of Sun Zhihai and the others froze, replaced by immense horror. The shock in their hearts was indescribable. Even Sun Zhihai's face turned pale.
Only then did everyone understand. Xia Liang's final prediction hadn't been about the television at all. It was about the very next thing Sun Zhihai's youngest son was going to say!
What was most terrifying was that Sun Zhihai had just asked, "What are you doing here?" and his son had replied, "Nothing." In other words, if Sun Zhihai hadn't asked that specific question, his son's reply would have been completely different.
Xia Liang hadn't just predicted what the little boy would say; he had anticipated Sun Zhihai's question as well.
