His uncaring look made Li Bing feel even more uncomfortable.
Why doesn't this man show any interest in me?
Is she not good-looking? Or is her figure not good enough?
It is definitely not for these reasons. Regardless of appearance or figure, Li Bing has sufficient self-confidence and is no weaker than any woman in the world.
Jiang Zhihao is not interested in me, there is only one reason, that is he is not good!
That's right, he must be sick because of his illness!
Thinking of this, Li Bing felt an inexplicable sense of comfort in her heart, as if Jiang Zhihao's poor health would make her feel extremely happy.
However, Li Bing also knows very well that this is just another way for her to comfort herself and does not represent reality.
Maybe this man really has no interest in her at all!
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Li Yirui's voice came in from outside: "Bingbing, I seem to hear something, are you okay?"
Li Bing's face turned red again and he quickly said: "Mom, I'm fine. We'll go out later."
"Oh, okay..." Li Yirui's footsteps gradually faded away.
Li Bing quickly got up from the bed and said to Jiang Zhihao: "Stand at the door and don't turn around, I want to change clothes!"
Jiang Zhihao really wanted to tell her that he really didn't care about looking at her, but with Li Bing's arrogant look, if he really said that, he would probably be scratched all over his face.
In desperation, Jiang Zhihao could only turn around and face the door panel.
The rustling sounds coming from behind him didn't make him feel anything, but the blurry figures and movements printed on the smooth door made him instinctively feel something strange.
After a while, Li Bing, who was fully dressed, came over and said, "Okay, let's go out."
Jiang Zhihao let out a breath, and Li Bing glanced at him in confusion, as if he didn't understand why he looked wrong.
When he saw his reflection on the door panel, Li Bing was startled for a moment, and then his face looked like blood dripping from his face.
Although the reflection was very blurry and he could barely see his face clearly at a very close distance, Li Bing still felt hot all over when he thought of what Jiang Zhihao might have seen just now.
She couldn't help but spat at Jiang Zhihao: "You stinking scoundrel!"
Jiang Zhihao touched his nose and said nothing. Being scolded this time was a matter of course and there was nothing to refute.
The two of them went downstairs one after another. Li Yirui looked up and looked over with a normal expression: "Come over for dinner, Xiao Zhou. How was your rest yesterday?"
"It's okay." Jiang Zhihao replied.
"Oh, Mom, why are you so polite to him when you have nothing to do?" Li Bing came over and said angrily. Of course, it was also to divert this embarrassing topic.
"Ask what's wrong, why are you blushing so much? Didn't you tell me, I'm not an old feudal, I'm not as rigid as you think." Li Yirui said.
"Oh, I won't tell you anymore, then, don't you have to catch a plane? Come on, I'll see you off!" Li Bing said, pulling Jiang Zhihao and walking out.
Li Yirui looked at the two of them, saying words of persuasion but making no move.
Until Jiang Zhihao and Li Bing disappeared, she took a long breath and then her face darkened.
By keeping Jiang Zhihao here overnight, her goal has been achieved. The next time they meet, she won't be so polite!