"Yan Xiaye, if you're willing, I want to take you away."
Ji Liangchen spoke, his gaze falling on the laptop nearby, his words filled with unmistakable deep affection.
Adhering to the last shred of moral boundary, he didn't read Li Yuntang's messages to Yan Xiaye word by word, but he vaguely sensed the danger on Jianghai's side was about to subside.
Given Li Yuntang's level of regard for Yan Xiaye, he would certainly rush here at the first opportunity to tell Yan Xiaye everything he'd done, rendering his long-standing schemes futile and turning him into a villain in the end.
Meeting Yan Xiaye's dazed eyes, Ji Liangchen whispered, "Of course, this is before Li Yuntang arrives."
"...Why?" Yan Xiaye's heart was in turmoil; even if she had developed different feelings for Ji Liangchen, it didn't mean she could ignore Li Yuntang after such a long separation.
Moreover, she had no way to assess Li Yuntang's current situation.
