Because of what had just happened at the entrance, only a few people approached Shen Liangchuan now as he entered the event venue.
Even his childhood friends kept a distance and did not approach him.
Shen Liangchuan wasn't fazed and strolled over to the sofa at the resting zone on the side. He seemed to be in a relaxed mood and even asked her, "Are your feet hurting?"
Qiao Lian normally wore flat shoes, but she had put on heels for this function.
She immediately laughed at the idea that she should be thought of as a delicate and pampered little mistress. "No, they're not hurting."
Shen Liangchuan nodded.
Just as they were about to speak again, Lu Nanze walked up to them.
Standing next to them and resting his gaze on Qiao Lian's feet, he remarked, "You used to hate wearing heels. Now they no longer hurt?"
Shen Liangchuan expression darkened at the man's words.
