"Why are you mad when nothing’s wrong? Weren’t things fine just yesterday?
Was it because I said I didn’t like you yesterday that you got mad?
Could it be that you actually hope I like you?
Jane, tell the truth, are you falling for ?"
Jane Quinlan turned her head silently and started eating with her chopsticks: "You really go to great lengths just to make eat.
I’m eating, isn’t that enough? Please, stop talking and let’s eat."
Kay Forrest glanced at her disdainfully. Did she really need to despise herself so much?
Liking him isn’t sothing shaful.
After the al, when he was about to pay, Jane Quinlan took out her card and said, "I’ll pay for my part myself."
"Are you sure?"
Jane Quinlan turned to look at him: "What, can’t I buy my own breakfast just because I’m poor?"
"Tell honestly, what’s really going on with you?"
Jane Quinlan placed her bank card on the counter.
The waitress was sowhat worried, not sure if she should let them pay separately.
She looked toward Kay Forrest, waiting for his directive.
Seeing that Jane Quinlan remained quiet, Kay Forrest put away his card and tapped on Jane Quinlan’s card: "Charge it to her card."
After he spoke, he grinned at Jane Quinlan: "Thanks for the breakfast treat."
Jane Quinlan looked at him speechlessly, really unable to deal with this sort of person by ordinary ans.
Her eight hundred bucks, painfully spent.
After paying, she angrily put away her card and walked out.
Kay Forrest followed lazily behind her: "These days, mooching a al isn’t too bad."
He thought she would turn back and glare at him, but she didn’t.
Kay Forrest secretly wondered if she was going crazy.
Jane Quinlan gritted her teeth as she got into his car, Kay Forrest said: "Are you going to tell what’s wrong or not?
If you don’t, I’m going to be mad."
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Jane Quinlan hesitated for a mont then said: "Fine, since you asked, I’ll tell the truth.
Regarding whether I liked you or not last night, I’ve thought it over.
You tell , what are we exactly?
To say we’re friends... honestly, you’re very wealthy, we’re not from the sa world, it’s hard to be friends.
To say we’re superior and subordinate... I feel like I’ve been too casual with you.
I feel... like I haven’t placed myself properly."
Hearing her say this, Kay Forrest actually got a bit angry: "Do friends have to be categorized by class?
Rich people can only be friends with rich people? Is that what you an?"
Jane Quinlan nodded.
"That’s really a sha, I always thought you were a different kind of girl, at least not opportunistic.
But now it seems... I was thinking too much, you’re all the sa."
Jane Quinlan bit her lip and lowered her head: "Kay Forrest, do you know what the tragedy of life is?
We’re all human, yet you can recklessly enjoy a four hundred yuan breakfast, and casually invite others to a breakfast like this.
But after this al, I might need to eat instant noodles for many days.
You want to buy a house, and it’s just so pocket money for you.
But ? I need to spend a lifeti paying a mortgage.
You might think I am being opportunistic by saying this.
But being friends with soone like you, I really don’t qualify.
I don’t want to be one of those parasites who hangs around you for free als and takes advantage of you every day.
Dignity, maybe you think I shouldn’t have it. But unfortunately, I happen to have it.
If I think about it, ever since I t you, I seem to have been taking advantage of you.
I live in your house, and contently enjoy the little gifts and surprises you give...
I’m afraid that if this continues, I might take them for granted one day.
I’ve never had anyone around spoil like you do, you suddenly appeared, and recently I seem to have been... too reckless.
I’m afraid this might beco a habit, so I..."
Her mood suddenly weighed heavier as she spoke, and she sighed shaking her head: "Never mind, I won’t say any more."
She believed that those who understood her would eventually understand her feelings at this mont.
She took out her phone to check the ti: "I can still make it, I’ll take a taxi to the company, you be careful on the road."
She opened the car door and walked away without looking back.
Kay Forrest stared at her retreating figure and thought deeply.
What she said seed to make sense; they really weren’t from the sa world, being friends... indeed was forced.
All this ti, he only considered the happiness he felt when he was with her, but he might have forgotten to consider her feelings from her perspective.
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