It felt like a century had passed before the distinguished man finally spoke, shattering her confidence, "I'm not interested."
Not interested?
Chu Xi's breath tightened, and she nearly lost control trying to fight for another chance. At this moment, Cui Jiangjing, who had stepped away for a while, came back, raising an eyebrow at them, "Why is the atmosphere so strange? What were you talking about?"
Li Shengxiao, with his hands in his pockets, quickly replied, "Nothing."
"Oh." Cui Jiangjing didn't press further, turning to Chu Xi in the wheelchair, "It looks like you're finished talking. Miss Chu, shall I take you back to the hotel now?"
Chu Xi took a deep breath, suppressing her impatience, reminding herself to take things step by step. After adjusting her state of mind, she no longer looked at Li Shengxiao and nodded, "We're done here, we can go back to the hotel."