"How do you know that I hate having to fill out forms and write addresses when returning items?"
"You don't think that just because you understand me so well, everything will be sorted once and for all, do you?"
"As a designer of my caliber, with a bunch of assistants following me around, do I really need to fill out the return forms myself? What am I paying my assistants for?" Yan Yan continued to challenge Qi Yi; how could this guy adopt such a carefree attitude?
"Are you so busy now that you even need someone else to handle returns for your boyfriend?" Not being overly anxious didn't mean Qi Yi wasn't frustrated.
Over the past year, the time Yan Yan could "spare" for Qi Yi had become increasingly scarce.
Qi Yi and Yan Yan had recognized their feelings for each other quite early on, but this couldn't continue, where even meeting had become a luxury.
No matter how deep the feelings, living apart permanently simply wasn't possible.
A compromise had to be made eventually.
