All of a sudden, Li Qingge's name was mentioned again, and Jingrong's temper also flared up: "I'm telling you, don't bring up Qingge anymore, and don't project your dirty and disgusting thoughts onto him."
Li Chengyun looked at her, also about to lose his temper.
This woman, he had finally come to understand that no matter how he treated her, she would always see him as dirty and detestable, despicable and shameless.
And others, no matter if it was Mu Ye or Li Qingge, they were all sanctified and inviolable in her eyes.
Why is it that for all these years, he has always been seen as the bad guy in her eyes, while the others were seen as the best?
"In the future, don't even mention his name. He... is not like you power-hungry, cunning and manipulative shady businessmen." In her heart, her uncle was like a god.
What Jingrong said pierced through Li Chengyun like a sharp arrow.
