บท 875: Please Don’t Hate Me, I Like You

Nian Xi felt like the bad guy.

She regretted it. She shouldn't have said what she said the day before. Uncle Han was right. She was being too hurtful. Just because she cared about what others thought of her, she selfishly pushed away someone so pure and kind.

At the VIP waiting lounge. 

They were standing around and chatting here and there. Only Jiang Yuning was sitting down in a daze. Perhaps he was deep in thought, but Nian Xi thought he looked bored and a little sad. 

Like what Uncle Han said: He had no friends and he wasn't good at socializing. He extended his kindness to her, but she shunned it because it bothered her. The more she thought about it, the more upset she felt. She wanted to walk over to him but the lounge was quiet; she didn't know how to explain herself if she walked over to him.