Li An'an followed Xiao Jinping out of the hotel to the underground parking lot. They got into the car, and the atmosphere began to turn awkward and heavy.
Li An'an hadn't spoken a word along the way. Now, with the two of them in such a confined space, the silence made the air feel even more stagnant.
Some problems can't be avoided, so it's better to resolve them sooner.
After a pause, she turned to look at Xiao Jinping, who sat silently with his hands on the steering wheel, and spoke calmly and evenly, "Jinpeng, I'm sorry. I think... we can't get engaged."
The elegant fingers resting on the steering wheel trembled suddenly. Xiao Jinping slowly turned his head, eyes emitting a distant light, and responded in the same calm and unwavering tone, "I disagree."
