He had calmed down, but he still spoke in a very straightforward and chilling manner, "I'm sorry, but I don't like you. I have always seen you as a sister, and we are not right for each other. It is late, and I need to go home."
"How do you know we're not right for each other if you've never tried?" Dan Lingling hastily grabbed his sleeve, "Why are you so eager to go home? Is someone waiting for you? Is it your sister? Is it Lady Four?"
"You're overstepping your bounds." Di Mingzhe brushes off her hand with a cold face. His usual calm facade cracked slightly in irritation, "It's none of your business to ask about my personal life. We are just colleagues. I'll say it again, I don't like you. Please don't be so obstinate."
He finished talking and began to walk away, walking steadily without a hint of hesitation or falter in his eyes.
His calmness and firm resolution filled Dan Lingling with overwhelming disappointment.
