Wen Xi hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, there are quite a few people like that."
"I know." Zhou Yun nodded, "I'm not saying such people can't talk, I just don't like them."
Wen Xi: "Actually, compared to William Stanthorpe's wealth, these character flaws of his are nothing."
"I can't." Zhou Yun shook her head, "No matter his wealth, I can't accept him."
Wen Xi said, "I know, you're different from them. You're certainly unable to accept it, but many people can."
"Wen Xi, would you accept it?" Zhou Yun asked.
Wen Xi shook her head.
"I don't know. I never assume such scenarios for myself. I've done many things in the past I thought I'd never do, so pondering if I would accept it is meaningless now."
Zhou Yun: "I really wish I could think like you. But I always can't help but put myself in such situations and consider what choices I would make."
"It's the same for everyone," Wen Xi said, "But no matter what, William Stanthorpe has nothing to do with us."
