Yu Jingrong tilted her body slightly, looking directly at him: "How can I provoke someone I don't know? I also don't know who he is or what his intentions are."
Today, Li Chengyun was wearing a white shirt. The ivory-colored buttons, with the top two unbuttoned, showing a hint of his collarbone. His light honey-colored skin was incredibly alluring. As Yu Jingrong was looking at him, she suddenly felt a bit embarrassed and turned her head away, looking at the photo on the coffee table instead.
Li Chengyun turned his head to look at her: "Just bear with it for a while. Leave this matter to me. I'll handle it."
Yu Jingrong took the picture, pointing to a big red word on it, pondering, "This photo was taken when I was leaving your villa. There's a word on it, 'Get out'. Could it be from an admirer of yours who doesn't want me to live there? That's why he mailed me this letter, asking me to get out of the villa and never live there again."
