An Ziqing froze and said, "I must have eaten something bad!"
"Eating too much would naturally upset your stomach. Was the dinner not to your liking?" Ling Chuan asked.
An Ziqing shook her head, "No, I just didn't have an appetite myself!"
"What are you thinking about?" Ling Chuan asked casually.
An Ziqing replied honestly, "I'm thinking about your company! How is the company doing now?"
"Are you concerned about the company, or are you gathering intelligence for Jia Luo?" Ling Chuan asked.
Between them, she had to get used to this way of interacting.
She knew Ling Chuan could never truly trust her.
"I care about you," An Ziqing looked at him and said.
Ling Chuan was somewhat stunned but said nothing.
An Ziqing continued, "I know that everything now seems related to me! Whether intentionally or unintentionally, I don't want anything to happen to you! I hope you stay well!"
This was what she always wanted in the end.
That Ling Chuan could be okay.
