Lu Zhi looked at her figure and finally called out to her, "Jian Jin."
The woman did not turn around, but she instinctively stopped for him.
Lu Zhi's slender and beautiful fingertips touched the nameplate's cold metal, deep in thought. "Are you disappointed in me?"
Jian Jin was momentarily silent before saying, "Others don't understand you. I know the responsibility you bear after 20 years of friendship."
Lu Zhi was different from her.
She could be willful and only represent herself.
Lu Zhi couldn't.
She remembered how Lu Zhi "reconciled" with his hypocritical relatives for Tian Chen's reputation.
Lu Zhi had his difficulties.
She did not want to make things difficult for him.
"I'm not arguing with you because I want you to go against the reclusive families for QIAO's sake. I just think…"
She only felt that compared to everything Ye Wangchuan had done for Qiao Nian, Lu Zhi might also love her, but he was not as good as Ye Wangchuan.
