Shaohua could tell that Li Nian deliberately suppressed his feelings.
His fingers were clenched tightly. Although his face was calm and calm, Shaohua had naturally understood Li Nian's heart since he was a child, and he could also see the turbulence in the man's heart.
She spoke, smiled, and looked at him: "Let her in, it's cold."
When Li Nian heard these words, he fell silent.
Shaohua knew that Li Nian was still worried about Wen Jiaren.
However, she felt uncomfortable deep down in her heart.
If he were like this one day, would he feel sorry for her?
She bit her lower lip, looked at Wen Jiaren who walked in, and went to greet her.
However, she forgot that her half-sister did not like her.
She had done so many wrong things, how could she forgive her?
Li Nian pulled Wen Jiaren out of the hall.
Shaohua was left alone, standing there quietly.
After a long time, she walked to the sofa beside her and spent the morning quietly watching the people in bright clothes.
In the crowd, she saw Yi Shui at a glance. Such a proud Yi Shui, from the moment he came in and saw her dancing with Li Nian, he was indifferent.