"That's true, but it's impossible not to be sad! I'm just embarrassed to cry in front of you. I'm afraid of being laughed at for liking such a man." Shui Qinqin wiped away her tears, her body trembling, and suddenly threw herself into Qin Lang's arms.
"Boo hoo... Uncle... I also want to keep being in love without breaking up. But who could have expected this outcome? Tell me, am I really not good enough? Am I not prettier than that Liu Jiaojiao?"
"Hmm! Don't cry, you are prettier than her. Didn't you say you were going to show them tomorrow at the company? If you keep crying like this now, your eyes will be swollen tomorrow. By then, when you see them, they'll know you were sad all night. Wouldn't that be just what they wanted?" Qin Lang, not good at comforting people, spoke casually.
However, his casual words hit Shui Qinqin's heart.
