Listening to the two people's conversation, Tang Luo furrowed his brows, and his face grew colder.
Meanwhile, Nana's body was trembling, and she couldn't help but cry out.
Was she really unsuited for learning ballet?
This was her dream after all!
"What are you crying for? Crying doesn't mean you've got the right stuff,"
the man said, glancing at Nana and smirking.
"Hey, how can you talk like that?"
Chen Han couldn't bear it anymore, and she got angry.
"She's just a child, do you have to be so crushing?"
"I'm just telling the truth!"
The man glanced at Chen Han, thinking she was actually quite beautiful.
"Do you have any idea how difficult it is for her to walk now? Do you know how much effort and sweat she has put into being able to walk, to learn ballet?"
Chen Han said angrily.
Every time she remembered the image of Nana enduring the pain to walk as soon as possible, sweating profusely while exercising step by step along the wall, her heart ached!
