Yu Jingrong felt a surge of bitterness in her heart, but she coolly said, "Don't worry, I mean nothing by it. I just asked casually. If you don't want to talk about it, forget it."
Having said that, she struggled to get out of Li Chengyun's embrace.
Li Chengyun tightened his grip and held her closer, chuckling, "You're overthinking, you shouldn't pay attention to Mo Liusha's nonsense."
What he said made Yu Jingrong even more upset.
The anger in her heart surged upwards, "What if someone told you that before I was with you, I liked another man, and then because that man was with another woman, I was heartbroken and sad, so I ended up with you. Wouldn't you care?"
Li Chengyun's gaze was cold, silent, "..."
Yu Jingrong said innocently, "So, from your expression, it's clear you care. Anyone who knows that their fiancé still has feelings for another woman will undoubtedly care."
