Chapter 168: I Don't Need Your Feelings (2)

　　"h.e.l.lo."

　　"Open the door and talk to Jian Cishu."

　　"I don't have anything to talk to her about," Came Zhao Chengning's straightforward reply.

　　"Then are you just going to let her continue knocking on your door from the outside?"

　　"This hotel's soundproofing is pretty good, she won’t disturb the other guests."

　　"Zhao Chengning, you should set things straight between the two of you to avoid any future trouble."

　　"I don’t want to give her any false hope."

　　"Then say it to her face and reject her directly without beating about the bush," Zhao Chengan said as he carefully intoned each word.

　　Zhao Chengning's gaze hardened. "Bro, I've got a question."

　　"Shoot."

　　"Do you have feelings for Jian Cishu? It feels like you treat her differently," The other party suddenly fell silent, so Zhao Chengning continued, "The Jian family only wants a political marriage with our Zhao family. It doesn't matter whether the one getting married is you or me."

　　"Don’t talk about such nonsense. What you need to do right now is to open that door and talk to her," Zhao Chengan said as he brought their conversation back on topic.

　　"Okay, I’ll have a good talk with her for your sake."

　　After hanging up, he set his laptop down and walked over to open the door.

　　When the door opened, he found Jian Cishu standing outside in her pink pyjamas.

　　Jian Cishu looked different from how she was in the day. She'd let her long hair down, allowing it to gently drape over her shoulder, while the pink pyjamas she wore made her skin look especially fair and delicate. Bathed beneath the warm wall lights, she exuded an air of enticement.

　　"What is it?" Zhao Chengning asked with an unperturbed look on his face.

　　"Can we talk inside?"

　　To Jian Cishu, the most familiar expression that Zhao Chengning would wear was his expressionless, yet handsome one. All this while he'd never looked at her kindly… No, that’s not right. He'd treated her very kindly in the very beginning when he knew her as only his junior in school. However, ever since he’d learnt about the marriage between their two families, his gentleness had dissolved into solemness, drawing them apart. She'd initially felt sad about this for a very long time, but she'd gotten used to it as time went by so she wasn’t cowed by his current expression.