Cheng Mei gazed at her silently. Jiang Ruiling wanted to bite her tongue.
Umm…why did I stop her?
She awkwardly smiled.
"H-How is…Mr. Cheng Ling? He hurt his back…"
"Fine. Resting."
"I-I see…"
"Anything else?"
"Well…no."
Cheng Mei turned to leave.
"No, wait!"
She stopped again.
"You see…I wanted to know…"
She raised her brow. Jiang Ruiling felt a little pressure. "Do you not like me?"
Cheng Mei narrowed her eyes.
She quickly said, "Is it because I misunderstood Mr. Cheng's identity? I am really sorry for that. Please forgive me. I didn't mean to insult him…" she cleared her throat.
Cheng Mei quietly said, "Yes."
She coughed.
Damn, I offended her.
"But I don't dislike you."
Huh?
Jiang Ruiling was confused. Cheng Mei had kept distance from her since the beginning. Only she didn't openly talk to her. She was even avoiding being with her.
And she doesn't dislike me?
"Rather…" Cheng Mei said, bringing her out of her stupor. "I don't know how to talk to you."
