"If there was a woman who closely watched me like that, would you feel comfortable?"
Li Chengyun asked, watching Yu Jingrong keenly. He thought, if she dared to say "comfortable", he'd strangle her right there, instead of letting her make him anxious every day for free, and living in constant worry.
Of course, Yu Jingrong would not say comfortable. She remained silent, Mo Liusha's face flashing in her mind. It seemed that after the last time she had brought up Mo Liusha because of Mu Ye, Li Chengyun hadn't let Mo Liusha appear before her again, presumably remembering what she had said.
But that was just not appearing before her, who knows if he secretly met with her, ate dinner together or something.
Yet his words made sense. If Mo Liusha kept clinging to Li Chengyun, she would definitely not feel comfortable, but she did not like Mu Ye, there were no thoughts about Mu Ye, but his relationship with Mo Liusha, seemed not quite the same as her and Mu Ye.
