1762 May I Come In?

"How can you think of it like this?" Guo Yujie said. "You're pretty, you have a good personality, you have your own career—these are all very real qualities. You are not worse than anyone with these qualities. Do you think you can't compare to the likes of Jiang Yuhan? If she has that courage, why do you, the person who really is worthy to be matched with Han Zhuoling, not have confidence in yourself?"

Shi Xiaoya flipped over and lay flat down, clutching the edges of the blanket as she said, "Let me think about it. Anyway… He didn't say it explicitly, did he?"

"Aish. Both of you are making me so anxious! One clearly has the intention while the other clearly has the feelings," Guo Yujie mumbled.

Both of them talked for a long time, and unknowingly, it was now midnight.

Suddenly, a sound came from outside.

Guo Yujie sat up and perked her ears to listen. "Xiaoya, did you hear the sound outside?"

"I heard it." Shi Xiaoya also sat up with her.