"Why, are you unhappy that I'm here to see you?"
"I'm happy. But you're so tired, my heart aches." Qiao Mianmian got up from the bed and reached out to touch his eyes. "You can't even rest well like this. Let's just meet on the weekends in the future."
Back in Yuncheng City, they didn't meet so often.
She didn't know why this man would fly over to look for her every day when she was in F City.
Was he worried about her being here alone?
"It's tiring and troublesome for you to run around every day, and it'll affect your work. I think it's good that we meet once a week."
Mo Yesi furrowed his brows. "But I don't feel tired, and I don't find it troublesome. Did I affect you by coming over so often?"
Qiao Mianmian really felt bad for him, but Mo Yesi felt that she despised him.
She replied, "… No."
