Chapter 44 Have A Good Talk

"Ivy, I..." Chan Cheng purses his lips, half-talking. I avoid his sight, turn on the tap, and wash my face. The cold water splashes on my face, making my mind clearer. I no longer want to use the towel with his smell, I wipe my face with my hand, "I am going to go, Mr. Cheng. About the money I owe you, can I pay you in installments?" Chan's eyes are full of complexity. He opens his mouth, and after all, he says, "I'm sorry..." I don't want to find out why he apologized, but he reaches out to...