If Li Chengyun stepped in to help Yu Jingrong, it seemed highly unlikely he could take the girl away.
A weight seemed to fall straight down into Xin Long's heart... If it weren't for the potential involvement of Li Chengyun, he wouldn't feel so suppressed. Perhaps he shouldn't be handling this matter at all. If he weren't involved and it were merely a matter between women, then it naturally wouldn't involve him or Li Chengyun.
Just then, a single latticed door was pushed open and a middle-aged woman, elegantly dressed in black trousers and a lavender silk blouse, stepped out. Wearing a warm smile, she looked directly at Yu Jingrong and Xin Xiaozhen, and gently said, "I apologize for the delay. I was on a call when you arrived."
Her features bore a resemblance to Xin Xiaozhen's. Yu Jingrong guessed this must be Xin Xiaozhen's mother.
