When Li Chengyun placed his hand on her shoulder, Meng Ziqi felt her heart racing, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.
She was nervous and anxious, yet filled with anticipation, hoping that Li Chengyun's hand would tighten and then pull her into his embrace. Finally, Li Chengyun's fingers tightened, but it wasn't to embrace her; instead, it was to push her away.
Feeling as guilty as a thief, Meng Ziqi was both frightened and afraid, worried that she had somehow given herself away, that she had been recognized by Li Chengyun as someone who was not Yu Jingrong.
She looked up, cautiously gazing at Li Chengyun, who appeared just as calm and undisturbed as before. He said in a low voice, "Have you forgotten what you said on the day you left? You said you never wanted to see me again, so what are you doing here today?"
