Disappointed Like A Burning Field

"Chenglong…" Ying Fuyi tugged at Jiang Chenglong's clothes pitifully, looking as if tears would fall at any time.

Jiang Chenglong didn't look at her, but there was obvious disgust and distance in his eyes.

He grabbed the wine glass on the table, looked up and drank it in one gulp, then put the glass back on the table.

"I'm sorry for disappointing everyone. Take your time, I'll leave first."

"Chenglong! Chenglong!" Ying Fuyi chased after him and pulled his sleeve at the grass patch downstairs. "Chenglong, don't go… don't be angry…"

Ying Xiurui also ran down with them.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm really sorry." He glanced at Ying Fuyi, who was on the verge of tears, and his voice was sincere. "I misunderstood… I thought… I'm sorry, I was too rash."

Jiang Chenglong's eyes swept over Ying Xiurui and looked behind him.

She didn't come…

His sister didn't chase after him.

So, she was really with Ying Xiurui?