"My... my dad is sick."
"What happened to your father? Which department is he in?"
Beibei didn't want to say, but perhaps the other person was just asking casually. If she was deliberately wary, it would seem inappropriate. After hesitating a bit, she replied, "Neurology."
Shen Yi nodded and said, "Sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to bump into you. How about I make it up to you by taking you out for a meal?"
"It's okay," Beibei was unusually restrained.
If it had been before, she would have readily agreed to Shen Yi's offer for a meal.
But ever since her family's crisis, she had seen too much of the world's coldness. Even those who used to be close with the Mao Family had turned their backs, not only looking on indifferently but even ridiculing her to great extent upon seeing her.
Now, aside from Mi Shen, she basically didn't trust anyone. The more she was in such situations, the more she needed to stand tall and not accept charity easily.
