People are prone to harbor a lot of opinions, what they believe to be right and wrong or what was pure and what was dark. It's not easy trying to change them through words and a fiery debate will only spark aflame an argument.
Chan Lee sighed at Liu Guiren's assessment of her, "I do apologize then for trying to impose my beliefs on you, but my stand remains the same." She should really stop talking. She needed to stop talking with the man in front of her.
Normally, she'd be astounded for someone to read her like an open book—to know thyself, she loved that but this time it was used against her. Picking up the cup filled with tea, she held it out for him. She didn't need to say anything else.
"Thank you." It was all he said as he accepted the cup.
