Shi Xiaonian said again as she pressed down on his hand.
Gong Ou sat perfectly straight as the thin lip tightly pursed its lips.
She gripped the cuff of his sleeve with one hand and sewed with the other. The softness of her touch challenged his senses and made his blood boil.
Shi Xiaonian stared intently at the cuff buckle, pierced the last needle, and used a small scissors to cut it off, “You can move now. See, is it the same as the new one?
“No.”
Gong Ou placed the documents back on the desk and looked at her coldly, “What do you mean?”
His tone was resolute and decisive, with no intention of turning the tables.
“Because of the medical records?” Gong Ou scoffed, “Xi Xiaonian, don’t blame me for feeling bad for the past Gong Ou. If you want to repay him, it’s not repayment.”
“Is there any difference?”
Shi Xiaonian asked, why was he even more conflicted than her.
“…”
Shi Xiaonian stood there hesitantly for a second.
However, this second was long enough for Gong Ou. He sneered, grabbed her wrist and pulled her away, “Alright, go away. Within half a month, when you have thought of this answer clearly, come back and answer if you want to marry me.”
She loved Gong Ou more than anything.
But she couldn’t lie to herself, saying that she loved his character now, and he didn’t know if he loved her now or not, but he certainly didn’t care.
“Miss Xi, here’s your coffee.” The secretary brought a cup of coffee over to Shi Xiaonian.
Gong Yao suddenly walked towards her and sat beside her.