Ningzhu rushed forward, placed a soft pillow behind the limping Shen Hua, and laid a woolen blanket in front of her knees.
Shen Hua comfortably curved her eyes with contentment.
Then, as she looked up, she noticed Wu Shaoyin standing in the distance.
Even though Wu Shaoyin's appearance had changed a lot, no longer as imposing as five years ago, Shen Hua still recognized her.
"Miss Shen."
The spotted Wu Shaoyin stepped forward with grace. She smiled softly at Shen Hua.
"Did your leg get injured?"
Shen Hua lifted her chin slightly, looking at Wu Shaoyin with indifference. She really couldn't understand why a perfectly fine girl would be so shameless.
Seeing Shen Hua remain silent, a flash of hesitation appeared in Wu Shaoyin's eyes. She timidly said.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned your pain."
Shen Hua's slumped body straightened a bit, showing no inclination to humble herself upon this first confrontation.
