"Would you give her up?" Guo Zhenghe asked.
Wang Yao was shocked and wasn't sure what he meant. Since he likes her, is he asking me to give her up? "Why?"
"I really like her," Guo Zhenghe said.
"Hmmm..." Wang Yao smiled and shook his head and thought, What is this logic? What is this mindset? Are young men from wealthy families all like him?
After a moment, he said, "Sorry."
Everything was silent for a long time.
"I see. Sorry to disturb you." Guo Zhenghe stood up and turned back. At the door, he stopped. "I appreciate that you saved my life. But in this matter, I will never give in."
"OK." Wang Yao responded.
"I wish you good health," Guo Zhenghe said.
"I will," Wang Yao said. With no reason, he suddenly felt that the young man standing in front of him a little bit disgusting.
Outside of the clinic, Guo Zhenghe instantly looked sullen.