After seeing Si Tu out, Li Chengyun came to the bedroom holding a bowl of chicken soup from the kitchen and said to Yu Jingrong, "Time to have some soup. Your favorite chicken soup. I've had it stewing in the pot since this afternoon, it's really flavorful. It's better when it's hot."
Finally, Yu Jingrong shifted her gaze and glanced at him.
But then she lifted her left hand and knocked over the chicken soup, her tone icy and cold, "Li Chengyun, leave, please. I want to be alone. Can you not come in?"
Li Chengyun's hand was scalded, but his heart burned even more fiercely. Enduring it all, he smiled at her, "Okay! Take your time to be at peace. I won't disturb you. If you get hungry, just come to the study and I'll make something for you."
With that, he tidied up and left the bedroom, no longer bothering Yu Jingrong.
