Kang Yihong also felt awkward. He gently tugged on Yan Rou's sleeve, "My aunt is talking to you."
"I didn't mean to cry, but the tears in my eyes just wouldn't stop falling. I'm sorry… I'm sorry!" Yan Rou wanted to stop the tears, but it was beyond her control. Her voice choked, and with tears streaming down, she looked at Kang Li, repeatedly saying sorry.
"It's not…" Kang Li didn't know what to say. She rubbed her forehead, stood up, and said, "Have a seat."
Kang Yihong left the room for a moment, and shortly after, he brought another chair for Kang Li.
Seeing this, Kang Li sat down on that chair and once again invited Yan Rou to sit.
Then she said, "Educated Youth Yan, there's no need to apologize to me. After all, we just met and haven't even said a few words. There's nothing for you to be sorry for."
Yan Rou looked at Kang Li with tearful eyes, "Do you have something to ask me?"
