Unexpectedly, after the medicine took effect, there was complete silence from the Shen Family.
Having been humiliated like that, it really shouldn't have been the case.
Shen Hua felt a vague unease. She waited several days, but no one came knocking at the door.
The girl simply didn't care and began to immerse herself in busyness, having no leisure time at all. Although she couldn't figure out Shen Qu's intentions, the exhibition was right in front of her, and she had no time to care about anything else.
She sat with a proper posture, her profile serene and delicately beautiful, her fingers embroidering stitch by stitch. After a long time, her eyes would hurt, so she would walk slowly to the window to stand for a while, feeling the soreness in her eyes.
Day after day. To hurry the work, Shen Hua did not even leave her room.
Needless to say, Shen Hua was naturally uneasy about the old embroiderer's situation. As she was finishing up, she rubbed her sore wrists.
