Zhou Yinghuai acted as if he hadn't noticed.
He listened to Jiang Tan murmur on. Jiang Tan said, "I think your room is bigger than mine."
"What should we do about that? Should we switch?" Zhou Yinghuai said, "That's not okay. You'll be staying here longer than I will. I should give the master bedroom to you."
Jiang Tan shook her head quickly, refusing, "I don't want it. Your room is too ugly. I don't like it."
"Then what do you like?"
"I like you."
After Jiang Tan finished speaking, there was a moment of silence.
Jiang Tan bowed her head, looking at Zhou Yinghuai's hand on her waist, revealing a hint of disappointment. "I'm just kidding. I don't like you anymore. Liking someone like Mr. Zhou is worthless to me."
Zhou Yinghuai thought that the young girl could still be taught.
But for some reason, when he heard her say that, he still felt uncomfortable.
