If It's Meant to Be, You'll Be Family. Otherwise, Walk Away.

Fu Jin rubbed his forehead, perplexed over Ye Lan's bullheadedness.

He let out a soft sigh and stood up. He was taller than her, so he appeared fiercer when he said, "The dance studio is a place of work, Ye Lan. My personal feelings have no place there. Who I choose is my private matter and none of your business."

Ye Lan's voice quavered as she reiterated, "I thought that if I became better, you'd see me."

"Is it because I'm not beautiful enough, not gentle enough, not good at dressing up, or because I don't come from a powerful or rich family?"

Ye Lan wasn't stupid. She knew very well that Fu Jin wasn't a man who needed a woman to get to the top.

But she wanted to find an excuse to confirm that she wasn't all that bad, and he didn't choose her because of her external qualities.

Fu Jin looked at her for a few seconds before he slowly sat down and looked at the stage with an indifferent expression.