Watching Zeng Li outside the restroom, Song Guanchao suddenly realized that he hadn't seen her all day.
But why would she be here?
Out shopping?
That's too much of a coincidence.
Just as Song Guanchao thought about approaching her, Zeng Li had already turned and left, a crystal clear tear dropping from the corner of her eye, leaving a spot on the ground where she'd just stood.
She quickly wiped her eyes and hurried away into the distance.
Song Guanchao frowned slightly and sighed silently.
Perhaps it was better this way, maybe it would make her give up.
He truly had no romantic feelings for her, just like he'd told Zeng Li before, if there's no spark, there's no spark.
These kinds of things can't be forced.
Liang Jiajia withdrew her gaze and said nothing, simply removing her hand from his palm and walking towards the elevator.
"..."
Song Guanchao was even more frustrated.
Clearly, Liang Jiajia had misunderstood.
