Li Chengyun remained unmoved, his gaze still fixed on the television in front of him. He, who was already profoundly mysterious, was even more elusive at this moment, his thoughts unreadable.
Yu Jingrong continued to try, rubbing her arm up against him. "Li Chengyun, I know I stood you up today. I was wrong, but I didn't want to, either. But there's a priority to things, right? Moreover, Mu's grandfather helped me greatly. He called me to say Mu Ye was missing. He was so worried and in such a panic that I naturally couldn't ignore the situation and continue to dine with you. It would've been preposterous, and I would've looked down upon myself as inconsiderate. Therefore, you cannot be mad at me for this."
Li Chengyun's deep eyes finally moved away from the television and onto Yu Jingrong.
But he still remained silent, and Yu Jingrong still could not figure out his thoughts.
Oh God, she's already explained herself this much, but he's still not wavering?
