She thought for a moment, then raised her eyebrows, a glint of intelligence flashing in her eyes: "If he knew I was still alive, he would definitely force me back to Beijing."

"We have to find a way so he won't find out."

Fang Chiyue said in a low voice, "If he knew the truth, the consequences would be disastrous."

"I have a way." Fang Qingyue's expression suddenly became calm, and his thoughts flowed like lightning.

"Mr. Li, please come over here!"

When Li Chengfeng heard Fang Qingyue's voice, he couldn't help but feel happy and walked over quickly.

Her voice was like a clear spring in his ears, instantly dispelling the burden in his heart.

As soon as Li Chengfeng saw her, his irritability disappeared instantly and his eyes were filled with tenderness.

Fang Qingyue smiled slightly and said casually, "I'm fine, just a little injured."

Her gaze shifted, suddenly turning outside the temple.

"Mr. Li, could you please ask Lord Shen to come in and take a look? I want to thank my savior."

Her voice was gentle, with a hint of anticipation in her tone.

Li Chengfeng was stunned, and then he felt unhappy. The concern that was originally surging in his heart was instantly drowned out by jealousy.

His brows furrowed slightly, with a hint of displeasure in his tone: "Ms. Fang, why do you want to see him?" "He is here to save me after all." Fang Qingyue responded calmly, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

"But you are safe now and don't have to see him again."

Li Chengfeng's voice was slightly firm, and his fingers were slightly clenched, as if he was trying hard to suppress his inner emotions.

"I just wanted to thank him."