No matter what, Li Chengyun had returned. They had not seen each other for a long time and reuniting today should have been a joyful occasion.
Therefore, she had no reason to be so nervous over a bracelet.
And setting aside what the bracelet represented, there was one thing Jingrong was sure of: Li Chengyun would never hurt her.
Jingrong smiled with a lift of her lips, taking a deep, satisfying breath to calm her disordered thoughts.
At that moment, a tumultuous noise reached her ears. Jingrong looked up and saw the glass door opposite her swing open. Li Chengyun, dressed in his impeccable, crisp suit from head to toe, exuded an aura of cool sternness as he strode in from the outside.
Seeing Li Chengyun, Jingrong's mood inexplicably brightened.
"Li Chengyun!" she shouted, already on her feet and rushing towards him.
Upon seeing her, Li Chengyun's snow-like complexion softened with warmth. He opened his arms, ready to welcome his beloved into his embrace.
