Yu Jingrong was outraged: "Don't bring up Li Chengyun. His intentions might have had a little bit of purpose, but he didn't mean to harm me. But you? The fact that you say this means you admit that my suspicions are correct, doesn't it? You weren't sincere with Lingling at all, and even wanted to hurt her. How could I possibly just stand by and let you hurt my sister?"
Li Fengnian's eyes darkened, his gaze grave and intimidating, "I don't want to explain the past. I just want to tell you, she's pregnant, with my child. This child is mine for sure, and she must also be mine. This is the inevitable result, and I don't want to talk about anything else."
Yu Jingrong, somewhat agitated, tried to suppress her emotions and sarcastically remarked, "Since you don't want to talk, why bother saying anything? Just go ahead and throw your threats at me."
