"Mr. Liang, didn't you say you weren't coming today? Why are you here now?" Shen Liangnian sat down, poured a glass of juice for Jing Haohao, and when he handed it to her, he casually asked Liang Chen a question.
"I had some free time, so I just dropped by." Liang Chen answered casually.
Liang Chen was sitting diagonally across from Jing Haohao. When Jing Haohao took the juice from Shen Liangnian, she happened to see Liang Chen. There was no expression on Chen's face, but when her gaze met his, his eyes trailed down her face and finally stopped at her ankle.
He didn't say anything or do anything, but just with that look, Jing Haohao felt a pang of pain in her ankle, and she subconsciously hid it behind Shen Liangnian's leg.
A quiet giggle could be heard from Liang Chen's end.
Very light, very brief.
Those who were chatting and drinking on the side didn't notice.
But Jing Haohao felt a cold sweat trickling down her back.
