"It's Anhe."
Liu Shimei's lips curled up, but she did not stand up. Instead, she waved the fan in her hand and greeted him.
Under the night sky, only half of her face was exposed, and the other half was in the shadows. Coupled with her nonchalant expression, she was beautiful, but also a little cold.
"Isn't the banquet not over yet?" she asked. "Why are you back?"
After Liu Anhe finished bowing, he stood up straight and replied respectfully, "I wasn't feeling well, so I didn't go to the Spring Autumn Hall."
Liu Shimei searched through her memories about her half-brother. In his memories, Liu Anhe had always been a gentle and indifferent person who did not like to be in the limelight.
The son of the Grand Chancellor, Liu Quan, was a person who was skilled in both civil and martial arts, while the little brother, Liu Anhe, only studied literature and did not practice martial arts. He studied hard, but his talent was slightly lacking.
