Rong Shengsheng was a bit surprised—Li Jinghong actually called Li Jingming?
However, Li Jingming let her come back quite readily, without setting any conditions.
Perhaps it was as he said, the deception between them had evened things out.
If that was the case, the situation was a bit complicated; it wouldn't be clear with just a few words.
So she shook her head and said, "I'll talk about it later."
Upon hearing this, both Li Jinghong and Zhu Miaoyue felt their hearts rise to their throats, and their bodies tensed up. They felt increasingly that the matter was serious, but the words on the tip of their tongues were still swallowed down.
Zhu Miaoyue nodded, "Shengsheng, you should go rest first. If there's anything, just come to us."
Rong Shengsheng hummed in acknowledgment and went upstairs.
Once she reached the master bedroom, she sat on the sofa and softly called out Li Hanxian's name.
After just a few days of not seeing him, she missed Li Hanxian immensely.
