Yu Jingrong quickly pushed Li Chengyun away, but she couldn't budge him, so she tried to pinch Li Chengyun's waist. Even though she had never seen Mr. Li work out or anything, he was incredibly firm, and she couldn't pinch him at all.
Next to them, Mu Ye's lips curled into a wicked smile, his dark eyes half-closed as he leaned on the doorframe to watch the drama unfold.
"Let go of me already!" Yu Jingrong frowned, not wanting to give Mu Ye a show. Having known her for years, he would definitely see through her bluffing. Making a fool of herself in front of someone else was the last thing she wanted.
Li Chengyun spoke very seriously, "If you don't take back what you just said, I won't let go."
Yu Jingrong tried to pull his hand away but failed to move it. She tried to pinch him again, but to no avail. When had Li Chengyun's skin become so thick?
Mu Ye, lounging nearby, asked lazily, "Take back what, Rongrong? Tell Brother Ye, and I will definitely help you!"
