“Moreover, looking at you, I can tell it’s probably your fault. Otherwise, you won’t be apologizing to the lady. She’s super pissed? What is it, really?”
The more Han Zhuoling looked, the more he felt Han Zhuoli was merely curious.
But apart from Han Zhuoli, he had no one else to discuss this with, so he could only tell him about the misunderstanding between him and Shi Xiaoya.
Just as Han Zhuoling was about to speak, Han Zhuoli suddenly said, “Wait.”
He pressed the intercom for Tong Chunian. “Assistant Tong, two cups of coffee.”
Han Zhuoling: “…”
Did he think he was listening to a story?
Not long after, Tong Chunian brought two steaming cups of coffee in. Han Zhuoli took a sip and said, “Go ahead, Brother.”
Han Zhuoling: “…”
Though he was reluctant, he gritted his teeth and spoke of the misunderstanding.
Of course, he skipped over some parts where they touched rather intimately and spoke only of the main gist.
“Sigh, what should I say about you?” Han Zhuoli downed his coffee. “Shi Xiaoya’s company is signed under the Han Corporation, and she’s always had good reviews. She came so far based on her own abilities, and she’s worked so hard for her career. And you…”
Han Zhuoli looked at him like he expected better from him. “Anyone will be angry. Even if she never forgives you, she’s well within her rights.”
“I know.” That’s why he wanted to ask Han Zhuoli. “So, what do I do?”
Now that he had said it, Han Zhuoling felt like a load had come off his chest, so he didn’t mind saying more. “She’s ignoring me now.”
“Brother,” Han Zhuoli said. “Have you ever thought about why you care so much about Shi Xiaoya’s attitude towards you? If you only have a normal relationship, it’s enough to just apologize sincerely even if it was a misunderstanding. When have you ever cared about whether or not the other party acknowledged you?”
Han Zhuoling always lived by his morals.
He did what he had to do, and whether the other person forgives him or not was something he didn’t bother about.
To put it plainly, Han Zhuoling was rather indifferent.
He never cared about what others thought about him or how they regarded him.
So when he specifically sought his opinion regarding Shi Xiaoya’s matter, it was surprising.
Han Zhuoling frowned and considered it, then said, “It’s my fault this time. I’ve misunderstood her and said some hurtful things. It’s normal that she doesn’t want to forgive me with just a simple apology. I want her to know my sincerity.”
“That’s it?” Han Zhuoli asked with raised brow.
Han Zhuoling’s face was stiff. “That’s it.”
Or what else could it be?
Han Zhuoli laughed. “Big Brother, think about it. When have you gone to so much trouble for a girl before? Why don’t you think about it in another way? If it was some other woman, would you have spent so much time thinking about how to get her to forgive you? You’ve already apologized, but she wouldn’t forgive you. Would you still be as troubled as you are now?”
Han Zhuoling pursed his lips, taking a moment before replying, “I don’t know any other woman apart from her.”
Han Zhuoli: “…”
Aright, this answer deserved full marks!
“Alright, let’s not talk about this,” Han Zhuoli said. “You just repeat this question to yourself from time to time. There’ll come a time when you’ll know the answer. But I hope it’s soon, because it’ll be useless if you realize it after Shi Xiaoya has a boyfriend, or gets married.”
