The butler pushed open the main door, and Huo Siyu led Shen Li inside.
The decor was in the style of the Republic of China Era, a blend of East and West, yet it had a distinctly feminine touch.
Exquisite, elegant, graceful, and luxurious, just like Rong Hua's charm, exceptionally fitting.
"Father." Huo Siyu led Shen Li to stand before Huo Tianxing. "I brought Shen Li here without your permission."
"We are all family, and I'm very glad you brought her." Huo Tianxing smiled, his gaze turning to Shen Li, filled with guilt and apology. "I lied to you, I'm sorry."
Shen Li stared at him blankly, not as emotional as she imagined, but with an unusual sense of unfamiliarity.
Shen Yujia, Huo Tianxing…
Are they really the same person?
In her memory, Shen Yujia seemed gentler; even when scolding her, there was a sense of ordinary yet warm familiarity.
