Sitting in the car, Yu Jingrong had a feeling of being trapped in quicksand. Of course, it was not because she felt like sitting with Li Chengyun was like sitting in mud, but rather, she had a particularly strange feeling, a feeling that was somewhat thrilling.
Li Chengyun was wealthy, but he was not one to spend money frivolously. Why then, had he suddenly spent thirty million on a pile of rocks? It was obvious that it wasn't because he had a liking for these stones, there must be other reasons.
That was why she felt as though she had stepped into quicksand. Everything was foggy, the truth obscured, and she didn't know what to do.
Originally she thought that once in the car, Li Chengyun would explain himself. However, he just focused on driving, not saying a word, seemingly not intending to explain at all, which made Yu Jingrong even more unsettled.
She couldn't help it anymore, she turned to him and asked, "Don't you have anything to tell me?"
