Li Chengyun did not utter a word but stared deeply at Mu Ye.
Mu Ye's brow slightly furrowed, carrying an air of anger, he kicked the marble coffee table in front of him and said coldly: "Twelve years ago, when Mi Na first came to Q City, she stuck to you like a tail for two years, seemingly begging you for something, but you gave her no opportunity, barely even sparing her more than a few words. Ten years ago, right before Mi Na followed Auntie Cui abroad, she sought you out, I saw it. You not only met with her, but, uncharacteristically, you even chatted with her for nearly two hours."
Li Chengyun stretched his arms along the back of the sofa, exuding an indescribable nobility and composure, his profound eyes slightly narrowed: "Continue..."
Mu Ye let out a sneer.
