NOVPUBShen Roujia then turned around, smiling brightly at Wen Surong. “Father, you know me so well. I love this dress!”
Once Shen Roujia accepted this current situation, it was as if she had fully immersed herself in the world she had created for herself.
At the same time, Shen Roujia still remained clear-headed and wanted to leave.
To Shen Roujia, everything happening in this world was just a story unfolding within the pages of a book.
Shen Roujia would never escape from the framework of that world, even though she was no longer a part of the plot.
As she thought about this, Shen Roujia smiled gently.
She knew she shouldn’t be such an emotional person. Her father had once told her that Shen Roujia was a girl who appeared soft on the outside but was strong on the inside.
She was so rational that people doubted whether she was really a girl, whether she truly had a heart of stone.
Shen Roujia glanced at her father instinctively as she recalled this.
These two people looked exactly alike, yet their ways of doing things were so different.
As she thought about this, Shen Roujia felt an urge to escape, to shrink into a small ball, locking herself within a hard shell.
Shen Roujia had never felt as fortunate as she did today.
As night fell, Shen Roujia appeared like a beautiful red lotus, slowly emerging in the crowd amidst the flickering flames.
She lifted her gaze, looking at the people around her, who stared back at her as if they were seeing a fairy.
They held their breath, unsure how to move, their cheeks flushed, looking adorable.
Shen Roujia covered her mouth, laughing softly. “Just enjoy yourselves as usual. There’s no need to be so formal.”
