It's normal to feel shy in the past; these are typical responses.
But this morning, she was so ashamed she couldn't even bear to look at him.
Zhao Dingli was feeling pleased, completely unaware that Li Xiaoyun was avoiding eye contact partly because she was embarrassed.
But more was due to guilt.
Guilt about her own thoughts, feeling unworthy of Zhao Dingli's trust.
He considered her a friend, yet she was thinking... of him.
Li Xiaoyun's guilty thoughts were automatically muted inside.
Additionally, she had decided to move back home but hadn't told Zhao Dingli.
This made her feel even guiltier.
Naturally, she dared not meet Zhao Dingli's gaze.
After breakfast, just like usual, Li Xiaoyun rode in Zhao Dingli's car to the company.
Coincidentally, a client had arrived, so Zhao Dingli not only accompanied the client last night but also needed to entertain them this afternoon.
Li Xiaoyun didn't need to find Zhao Dingli.
She could use the afternoon to pack her belongings.
