Upon hearing these words, Yu Jingrong's face turned white.
Seeing this, Liu Yufeng felt a thrill of pleasure, his eyes full of malice as he taunted Yu Jingrong: "Li Chengyun is the highly esteemed son of heaven; do you really think he'd still want you if he saw these photos? I heard he has a germaphobia. He's probably going to despise you, abhor you, heck, he might even think you've deceived him and kill you outright."
Yu Jingrong clenched her fists and glowered at him.
But suddenly, she laughed. It didn't reach her eyes, instead, there was a murderous look: "Who do you think Li Chengyun is? Do you think he would believe whatever you say? If you're so desperate to frame me, then go ahead, show him those photos. Let's see who Li Chengyun wants to kill after investigating the matter."
