"Are you afraid I'll hinder your money-making?!" Zhao Yu countered.
"No... not entirely!"
Hao Jingjing had even talked about her past relationships, and now with more courage, she continued, "I feel like I'm not qualified to date, at least not right now, my grandma is still in the hospital..."
"If..." She said if, but then she stopped, with no follow-up.
However, Zhao Yu saw the loneliness in her eyes, as if there were no ifs. The ifs she imagined only appeared in her dreams.
This feeling was strange, making Zhao Yu feel a bit floaty.
The feeling of being liked?
It was an experience Zhao Yu had never had before—being liked by a girl, being valued by a girl.
Of course, he had been valued by girls before, but those times were false, purely because of the fake rich second-generation persona he created.
He was well aware that his rich second-generation identity was fake, so he didn't have this experience then.