"I certainly haven't; my heart has already belonged to someone for a long time, how could I possibly develop feelings for another man?" An Xiao forced a defense for herself.
"All you have is an unrequited love at best. With Young Master Hu's status, why would he look at someone of our class? I think you better get rid of this hopeless fantasy soon, so you don't fall too deeply and be unable to extricate yourself in the end," Qingqing advised.
An Xiao's face turned gloomy and she lowered her head sadly, "I also know that a man as outstanding as him would never fancy someone like me, but I can't help but indulge in these vain fantasies. Qingqing, do you think I'm suffering from some kind of lovesickness?"
"Xiaoxiao, don't think too much about it. Maybe your feelings for Young Master Hu are just pure admiration. When you meet a man who is even better than Young Master Hu, your feelings might fade away," Qingqing consoled.