At that moment, three of them were sitting at the same table. The two men seemed to share a good rapport, but she felt like an unnecessary element.
Wouldn't others think the trio consisted of a beauty plus two close buddies—two men?
Yu Jingrong was startled by her own ridiculous thoughts.
Damn! She was corrupted by Huang Ruixue's fujoshi mindset and ended up having such eccentric ideas.
Indeed, the influence of a fujoshi was unbeatable.
Yu Jingrong quickly dismissed that thought. She wrapped grilled meat in lettuce and put it in her mouth. She looked up at Li Chengyun and found him looking at her with that deep, affectionate gaze he used to give her.
It felt like a throwback to the past. Yu Jingrong was slightly hung back, and when she snapped back, she saw a smirk in Li Chengyun's eyes.
Her delicate white face flushed slightly. Damn that Li Chengyun. She was played by him.
