"Miss Bai, have you become disillusioned with me?"
While carelessly appreciating the woman's pale complexion, Li Yuntang suddenly found himself somewhat bored.
He had no idea how Bai Handan had taken it upon herself to assess him, but judging by the woman's distraught appearance, his actions must have fallen far short of her expectations.
What a tedious affair; he and she could hardly be considered acquaintances, let alone having done anything deliberate to entice or care for her. It was indeed hard for her to be so one-sided to this extent.
Realizing that her wish to come here was about to be thwarted again, Bai Handan shook her head in denial. Her once radiant face, now devoid of the triumphant arrival, was left with nothing but the bitter taste of burnt-out enthusiasm. She murmured softly, "No wonder Xiaye preferred to plead with Qin Jingyi rather than ask you. I should have realized this earlier."