"If there's nothing else, please leave." Having listened up to this point, Qin Yiyi felt that she could no longer tolerate it. She stood up, her eyes slightly downcast as she looked at Xiaowang, her voice cold.
"Ah??" Xiaowang looked at Qin Yiyi somewhat dazedly, not understanding what she meant.
"I think we're not quite suitable for each other," Qin Yiyi bluntly told Xiaowang, "You are not my type."
"Yiyi..." Upon hearing her words, Qin Yiyi's mother quickly stood up and called her name softly.
"But... weren't we having a good conversation??" Xiaowang also stood up, still looking somewhat confused.
"You think it was going well, I think it was not good at all," Qin Yiyi said unapologetically, "I think we have different values and are not suitable, so please leave."
"But isn't compatibility something you understand after spending time together?" Xiaowang still asked, a bit unwilling to give up.
