If it was indeed intentional...
She hadn't had enough time to think deeply when her thoughts were interrupted.
"Your leg, it hurts more on rainy days than before, doesn't it?" Peter Lewis frowned, "I heard you participated in a dance competition recently? You young people, when you go crazy, you don't care about the consequences."
"What is more important, the competition or your leg!"
Old Sir Lewis frowned, clearly impatient.
"Lewis, speak nicely to the child, don't scare her," Old Sir Hale frowned.
She was timid.
She was scared even to see him; why was this old man so harsh on her!
"Grandpa, I was indeed being reckless. I was afraid that after the surgery, I might never be able to perform professionally again, so..." Zoe Bell also didn't want to leave any regrets for herself.
"Lewis, is it really impossible for her to dance after the surgery?" the old lady paused her tea-making.
"As a hobby, it shouldn't be a problem."