Qiao Lian instantly froze.
She was stunned, taken by surprise.
Her heart, that had been just a second ago thumping wildly and angry at the injustice of the situation, suddenly quietened down when she heard this familiar voice.
She turned around in disbelief and saw Shen Liangchuan standing behind her.
Strangely, for unknown reasons, she suddenly felt like a child who had been terribly wronged. And her tears started to flow.
When they had fallen short of a player at the clubhouse, she had not shed a single tear.
After they had completed their first round and she had found out that her old injury had come back, she had not shed a single tear.
When they had fought the first round and she had made a maneuvering error, thus losing the game, she had not shed a single tear.
Even when Purple Fairy had insulted them, she had not shed a single tear.