Ye Ning's eyes flickered for a moment. Seeing that she was unwilling to talk, she didn't press further. However, her thoughts drifted back to when she had offered a tissue to wipe Ye Ning's tears.
Those were very gentle hands, meticulously wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, occasionally touching her cheek with the fingertips, shockingly cold!
Such coldness isn't something ordinary people possess.
She looked toward the little girl still standing on the opposite side: "Is this the child you've been looking after?"
Han Duo nodded: "Yes, I'm her dance teacher. I've been teaching her since she was very young."
"Very young?"
"Yes, she has a lot of talent, and her parents hope she'll succeed, so they've had her learn from me." As she said this, she saw the little girl standing there and gestured for her to come over.
The little girl was obedient and, seeing her teacher ask her to come, she obediently came over and sat in her teacher's lap.
