"But..."
Yu Jingrong wanted to say something else, but Li Chengyun cut her off again, "You don't need to bother with his business in the future, let him be. He can crawl to me on his knees for all I care."
On this matter, Li Chengyun was adamant, his expression was the same as usual, but his tone made it clear there was no room for discussion. Yu Jingrong shut up and didn't say another word.
Li Chengyun turned his head, "Are you unhappy?"
Yu Jingrong chuckled, though her tone was somewhat sour, "No, I can understand you. Our thoughts are different, after all, there's the age difference."
Li Chengyun wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his embrace, asking abruptly, "Are you saying I'm old?"
Yu Jingrong was stunned for a moment, clearly not understanding where his question came from. She looked at him innocently and countered, "When did I ever say you were old?"
