Maybe it can't be said that I don't like him.
He might like her a bit, just not enough to call it love.
Sister Yao, "..."
"Why would he do so much for you if he didn't like you? Is he too rich or just too idle? Or is it that..." Sister Yao asked tentatively, "does he have another woman?"
Chi Huan denied it almost without thinking, "No."
Mo Shiqian didn't have another woman, and he wouldn't have one. She was bizarrely certain of it.
Sister Yao didn't understand, "Then why do you think he doesn't like you?"
Chi Huan sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, holding her phone in one hand and toying with her strands of hair with the other, and said indifferently, "He wasn't with me because he liked me to begin with, but because he felt responsible after accidentally sleeping with me."
"Just because he didn't like you at the beginning doesn't mean he won't like you, didn't you start liking him from the beginning, or did you like him after sleeping with him?"
Chi Huan, "..."