Shen Li returned to her seat, while the press conference continued on the stage.
The splendid stage, various new clothes, beautiful male and female models, the lighting, and atmosphere were all top-notch. With the hustle and bustle, the splendor, she just couldn't muster any interest.
Huo Siyu was sitting next to her and glanced at Shen Li, asking, "What's wrong?"
Shen Li's expression was serious as she looked at Huo Siyu's almost perfect face.
She remembered the happiness she felt when they entered the venue hand in hand. Why was it that in just a short ten minutes or so, her feelings toward Huo Siyu had already changed completely?
That sense of happiness that had begun to emerge had all turned into shards of glass, one piece after another, stabbing into her heart.
What exactly were she and Huo Siyu to each other?
They had such a fragile past, but she could let herself gradually forget about it. To be in love was what mattered; why bother with how they met?
