Yu Jingrong was squatting in front of the wardrobe, packing her luggage with rustling noises. Li Chengyun watched her from the side and gently asked, "Did you ask Aunt Mu just now?"
Yu Jingrong shook her head: "No, Huang Xiaoting was talking to my aunt the entire time. I didn't get the chance."
Li Chengyun laughed lightly, bending over to look at her: "It doesn't matter, you can always ask later."
After Jingrong had hung up her clothes, she sat down next to Li Chengyun: "Actually there are some things that... I'm a little embarrassed to ask."
"Well, you can ask me, I'm not embarrassed at all," a familiar voice rang outside the door as they entered, not rushing to close it. Mu Ye was standing outside at that moment. Seeing them looking at him, he stepped inside, "What do you need from my mother?"
Yu Jingrong hadn't intended to keep this matter from Mu Ye, but on their way here, since he didn't ask about it, she saw no reason to bring it up.
