Su Luo narrowed her eyes: "I know she probably doesn't know anything, but I don't know if Li Chengyun has found out something. After all, I also live in that residential area, but I have never told Yu Jingrong. If Li Chengyun has said something to Yu Jingrong, then wouldn't Yu Jingrong harbor suspicions about me?"
"Just wait a little longer... Luoluo, your mom also wants to speed things up, but you know... this old man is so cautious and difficult, without a certain benefit, he wouldn't dare to cross Li Chengyun, he has suffered at the hands of Li Chengyun, but we have no choice, we need his help, otherwise we are nothing." The woman on the other end of the phone said coldly to Su Luo.
"...I know." Su Luo's eyes dimmed, "That's why I've been waiting!"
After hanging up the phone, Su Luo gripped her cellphone tightly to steady her emotions.
She absent-mindedly opened up Twitter, only to see the words "Qingge" trending on the platform, her eyes growing colder.
