"No, no..."
"Really?"
Zeng Li questioned, "But you're always so impatient with me, aren't you?"
"Am I some kind of cheap person?"
"Xiao Li..."
"I know you find me annoying, always think I'm clinging to you and don't want to see me."
"Fine, I won't bother you anymore, I won't appear in front of you again, are you satisfied now!"
Zeng Li stomped away from the City Committee in her flat shoes.
Song Guanchao realized his fault and followed her all the way.
The more he followed, the angrier Zeng Li became.
After walking across two streets, she stopped again, "I know, the only reason you talk to me is because of my grandfather. Song Guanchao, you don't have to force yourself."
Song Guanchao smiled bitterly, scolding himself inside.
He knew she was sensitive, particularly about this, yet he still didn't pay attention.
"Xiao Li, I didn't do it on purpose just now, I apologize to you..."
"No need to apologize, go back to work."
