Yu Jingrong got home to find Li Chengyun with his handsome features, an icy presence throughout his body, and his dark eyes fixed intently on her.
His gaze wasn't on her, but on her neck, where the bruises should have faded by now.
Yu Jingrong knew that it would have been impossible to hide from Li Chengyun the fact that Cao Mengfan had throttled her, so she looked straight at Li Chengyun, pursed her lips, blinked her eyes cutely, with a hint of trying to act endearing.
"Come here," Li Chengyun said indifferently after a moment.
Yu Jingrong obediently walked over to him and sat down beside him, leaning on him. Li Chengyun didn't move, his cold eyes still fixed on her as if waiting for her explanation.
But Yu Jingrong didn't explain, she just smiled faintly, "It's fine, it doesn't hurt!"
With that, she slowly closed her eyes and then leaned against Li Chengyun's broad chest with a dependent tilt to her body.
