Qiao Ruo didn't know what to think any more. She felt lonesome and desolate, to the extent that she was putting herself into so much risk for the sake of an interview which she was hardly sure of the odds of success. The more she looked at Cree, the more she felt it evident that he considered her to have no dignity, or greatly disregarded her since she was in her moment of desperation, since she was willing to do anything for her job. Although she had her limits, would Cree understand why she was in such a plight? She assumed that he had been adopted at a young age, and lived with a silver spoon in his mouth. How could he ever put his feet in her shoes and feel from her perspective?
And then, there was the question of her dignity. She was tired from everything.
