Bo Qin looked at her face and laughed, "Later, we'll talk about it, what is there to say, Jian Dan?"
Jian Dan's lips moved but she didn't speak. What was there to say? She herself didn't know, this matter was originally a deadlock, unless one person compromised.
She looked at the indifferent face of Bo Qin, paused, then slowly stood up to go upstairs. Before she could take a step, Bo Qin said, "Is it that talking to me for even one more sentence makes you uncomfortable?"
That wasn't what she meant.
She turned around and sat back on the sofa, "Uncle Qin, you should understand, I don't mean that, I have no other intentions."
"Is the exchange program a must?"
Jian Dan nodded almost without thinking, "It's a must."
Bo Qin stood up before her, walking out, the atmosphere very stiff and strange. She seemed to have angered him, but why he was so angry, Jian Dan could not understand. Did the two years without contact not form some kind of tacit understanding between them?
