As Li Chengyun entered the room, he encountered a scene similar to the one Yu Jingrong had seen, except with the extra presence of Li Qianze. However, unlike Yu Jingrong, he was not incensed. He calmly walked in, then elegantly and coldly sat down on the sofa facing Mo Liusha and Li Qianze.
The scene was not as she had anticipated, and Mo Liusha found it abruptly uninteresting.
She put down her chopsticks, sat properly on the sofa, clenched her fists, and intended to confront Li Chengyun. But as soon as Li Chengyun appeared, she discovered how cowardly she was, lacking the courage to raise her head and anxiously feeling her heart pounding. She could only pretend to be composed.
"Speak up. What's going on?" Li Chengyun looked at Li Qianze, his voice carrying a heavy authority.
Li Qianze replied, "Nothing happened. We were just messing around, and Jingrong saw it unintentionally."
Li Chengyun knitted his brows, remaining silent...
