The light cast on Li Chengyun's handsome face, his cold eyes lightly fixed on Yu Jingrong, quiet as a fathomless clear pool, remained silent, without any response.
"..." Yu Jingrong didn't make a sound, only pushing away Li Chengyun's hand.
Li Chengyun lowered his gaze, and Yu Jingrong immediately gave a faint smile, then turned to Mu Ye,"Brother Ye, could we go outside and talk?"
"Sure."
Mu Ye, as a soldier, has a deep-seated decisiveness, and he is never hesitant. He would never quit halfway, always striving to finish what he starts.
Of course, he wanted Yu Jingrong to know this. If it was not appropriate to speak here, they would need to go outside.
As soon as they left, Li Chengyun clenched his fist, pressing it against his lips, as if he was struggling to tolerate something.
Xin Xiaozhen looked at him, stuttering, "If you're not okay with it, why did you let her go?"
