Only Zhao Linlin, who had witnessed the atmosphere between Jian Dan and Bo Qin, thought a lot. She took the opportunity to send Jian Dan out, and then on the balcony, she said to Jian Dan, "Jian Dan, I shouldn't be talking about this, but since you are so sad about it, I think I can analyze it for you. Listen and see if it makes sense, then listen; if not, pretend I never said anything. Of course, do not let this affect the relationship between us, thinking I am trying to cause a rift. Otherwise, I won't speak."
Jian Dan nodded, her face pale, "Linlin, I am not that kind of person, go ahead."
"Okay," Zhao Linlin nodded, "Do you think it's possible that your Uncle Qin noticed that you liked him and then felt it wasn't appropriate, so he started avoiding you? If so, I think, Jian Dan, you need to think more long-term. What would you do if your Uncle Qin got married?"
"He noticed that I liked him?"
