"No matter what, you never relax enough to be at ease with me," Zhao Dingli said, "You've drawn a line between us."
Li Xiaoyun thought to herself, that was only natural.
She and Zhao Dingli were worlds apart, practically living in different universes.
No need to consciously draw a line; she instinctively kept a distance from him.
"That's why I thought to first let you drop some preconceived notions and defenses against me," Zhao Dingli continued.
"I don't harbor any notions about you." Li Xiaoyun felt she was unjustly accused on this point.
"How could you not? You feel there's a distance between us, that we're from different worlds, and you think the Zhao Family isn't approachable—these are your preconceived notions about me," Zhao Dingli said.
"But through my actions, I let you realize that all those initial assumptions were non-existent," Zhao Dingli said.
Zhao Dingli smiled slightly, "The topic has strayed."
