Biting her lower lip, Liu Yuying asked uncomfortably, "Chengyun...did I do something wrong, and that made you behave this way towards me?"
These years, although Li Chengyun promised to take care of them, their relationship wasn't great, but it was never this uncomfortable. At least Li Chengyun had never raised his voice at her.
Glancing at the spot where Yu Jingrong had earlier sat and recalling the attitude of Li Chengyun, her heart suddenly raced. Could it be that he already knew about the incident three years ago?
No! Given Yu Jingrong's personality, she would have never disclosed it to Li Chengyun!
Li Chengyun was waiting for Yu Jingrong, holding his cup in one hand, while the other hand rhythmically tapped the table. His stoic face was devoid of any emotion.
