Wu Tao Ying enjoyed Song Wang's care while Kong Jianming continued to stand by her, refusing to leave her side.
Her sense of superiority reached its peak that day.
It was already very late, yet Kong Jianming still wanted to call her outside, his voice full of tenderness.
Judging by his tone, he was probably going to confess his feelings.
Wu Tao Ying could not help feeling delighted, her heart fluttering.
Although Kong Jianming had stayed all this time, she knew perfectly well how far apart they stood.
She was no teenage girl. She could have Song Wang wrapped around her finger with a single gesture, but although Kong Jianming seemed interested in her, he had never said so outright...
She had never imagined that a Qingbei student would confess his love to her.
She quietly made up her mind.
If Kong Jianming really confessed, she would not mind dumping Song Wang.
Song Wang might have a courtyard house, but it was primarily intended for his eldest brother's marriage.
How could that compare with the romance of dating a Qingbei student?
Besides, a Qingbei graduate was practically guaranteed a government post. He would be countless times better than Song Wang, that half-baked technician.
Living in a little Western-style house would be far better than a courtyard house without a title deed.
In the space of those few steps, Wu Tao Ying had already planned out the rest of her life.
Kong Jianming led Wu Tao Ying all the way to the end of the corridor.
The corridor was a little cold, and Kong Jianming even turned to carefully draw her clothes closer around her.
Out of the corner of his eye, however, he watched the hot-water room.
They were by the stairwell, far from the patient rooms and quiet.
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