Jiang Xuyue cut off the girl, saying, "Alright, stop guessing! Whether it is or not, it doesn't matter anymore. There's no chance between him and me."
"Why?" Shen Qing asked, puzzled, "You said you pursued him, which proves you liked him, so if he likes you too, wouldn't that be mutual affection? Such a good thing!"
"I don't like him anymore!" Jiang Xuyue said.
No one will wait forever for someone; love that has expired is like soda that's been open for too long, it still has a faint taste but has lost the fizz from the start.
Besides, she has no plans to date anyone right now.
Shen Qing could see that her mood was not great, so upon hearing this, she didn't continue on the subject. Instead, she shifted the conversation with a smile, "Speaking of which, the client has already transferred the money, saying our painting was very good. I'll transfer the money to you!"
"Mhm, okay!"
The next second, a WeChat transfer notification popped up on her phone.
