Li Chengyun immediately sensed that this "Yu Jingrong" was off. Although her face looked similar, nothing else resembled Yu Jingrong at all. So, he sat quietly, steadying himself from the urge to stand up.
Without a trace of emotion, he wanted to find out what exactly was going on.
He loved Yu Jingrong deeply, to the marrow of his bones. It was not just her face that he loved but everything about her—even a small movement like her raising an eyebrow felt deeply endearing, imprinted in his mind and heart as uniquely hers.
This woman, with just a face resembling Yu's, how could he not see through her?
Moreover, he had originally set up a trap to confuse Li Fengnian. How could he be careless and allow any woman impersonating Yu Jingrong to deceive him?
When Meng Ziqi saw Li Chengyun, she actually greeted him with a gentle smile, the kind he only ever showed to Yu Jingrong. Her initially anxious and worried heart immediately steadied by half.
