Li Chengyun took a step forward and grasped Yu Jingrong's hand: "I can explain about Deng Huiying's matter."
"Wait," Yu Jingrong interrupted him, the corners of his lips faintly outlining a bitter curve: "Don't explain yet, let me guess, guess Deng Huiying's true identity."
Li Chengyun's heart was so panicked that he felt numb. He steeled himself and said: "Go ahead and guess, whether you're right or wrong, I'll tell you everything you don't know about later today, all at once."
Yu Jingrong looked at him deeply, waved away Li Chengyun's hand, and sat down on the chaise lounge in the bedroom, then looked up at him: "You had already found me two years ago, right? But you didn't appear, instead choosing to reunite with me at Shi Yihan's wedding. However, Deng Huiying showed up, she's the one you arranged to be by my side, hence when we returned to A City, you knew where I lived without even asking... right?"
Li Chengyun sat beside her and nodded.
