The more Jiang Li thought about it, the more depressed she became. She was sulking.
Fu Jiuxiao sensed that something was wrong with Jiang Li's mood. He reached out to grab Jiang Li's finger and gently rubbed it.
"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
"Nothing. How can I be in a bad mood when I see you?"
Fu Jiuxiao pursed his lips. He obviously did not believe what Jiang Li said.
Jiang Li pulled over a stool and sat across from Fu Jiuxiao, looking at Fu Jiuxiao's dark eyes seriously.
Fu Jiuxiao felt a little uncomfortable being stared at like that, and he could not figure out what Jiang Li was thinking.
"How long has Yun Ya been with you?"
"Almost ten years?"
Fu Jiuxiao thought that Jiang Li was just curious, so he answered honestly.
