Yu Jingrong was genuinely angry this time; she was talking seriously and he still had the mood to laugh.
She was furious: "I'm talking seriously with you, what're you laughing about? I've already told you that I'm not in a good mood these days and I'm too fired up!"
Li Chengyun looked at her serious face, her eyes bulging. No matter how cold she was, she still had this bewitching and stunningly beautiful vibe, and he couldn't resist. He leaned down and kissed her hard on the face, saying, "Then let me ease your anger."
Yu Jingrong couldn't bear his silliness: "Get out!"
Li Chengyun cooed softly: "Rong Bao, I know you feel wronged today. You also fear that I might not handle this matter properly, and it will repeat again and again, and in the future, she will constantly bother you. I can assure you, absolutely not - this time is just an accident."
Yu Jingrong didn't believe him, and sneered with ridicule.
