Sang Qian turned around at the sound, "What's wrong?"
But at the moment Sang Qian turned, Ling Ruonan lowered her head, suppressing the sour emotion in her heart, before looking at her again, "He's not worth your affection."
Sang Qian knew that the 'he' Ling Ruonan was referring to was Ling Jinghang. After a moment of silence, she said, "Actually, I'm not his fan. Yesterday in the hotel lobby, I was looking at you the whole time."
Ling Ruonan clearly didn't believe her, "But I don't know you."
"You resemble a friend of mine, and I felt a sense of familiarity upon seeing you."
Sang Qian was extending goodwill towards her, not because of Ling Jinghang, but because she resembled her friend.
This change was a bit sudden, and Ling Ruonan had some difficulty accepting it at once.
If it was as Sang Qian said, didn't that mean her own attitude towards her these past two days had been cruel and ungrateful?
