What did she mean by that? Was it necessary to be so ambiguous, as if he was interested in her and had confessed his feelings, only to be turned down?
When he looked at Yu Jingrong, her captivating, soul-stirring phoenix eyes dared not meet his gaze. She lowered her eyes slightly, her dense, curly eyelashes, like ink-black butterfly wings, cast a shadow on her delicate eyelids, adding a hint of shyness to her already stunningly beautiful face.
Boom!! Mu Ri suddenly understood Yu Jingrong's implication. She did it on purpose, trying to create a distance between him and Li Chengyun.
As expected, he glanced at Li Chengyun, who was staring intensely at him, his eyes were like a quiet icy lake, cold and distant, and seemed to carry a warning.
Damn! His heart felt as if it had been brutally struck by an arrow. Now, Mu Ri felt as if he was smeared with dirt that couldn't be cleansed even by jumping into the Yellow River.
