He waited for her to continue.
"And I just used you and threw you aside." She took in another deep breath. "Actually, I really wanted you to come and I said that you shouldn't because… because I didn't want you to be around me when you didn't think of me the way I think of you."
"How do you know I don't feel the same way?" he asked. "How do you think of me? Why don't we talk about it?"
"I don't know how I see you yet, but I just know what I think about you a lot," she responded. "But I am also confused. Is this normal? Is this mutual? Shouldn't I be more scared? Shouldn't it hurt more? That everything I know… my personal safety and my company are on the line… but I am just okay… with you."
Mo Qingchen stood up from where he sat and walked around the table to sit in the chair next to her, turning it to face her.
