Wen Nuan sighed and got out of bed.
Ever since the day she got married, Sister Ping has always cared about her, and Wen Nuan could never harden her heart towards her.
"Sister Ping, I don't..." She opened the door, wanting Sister Ping to leave. But when she saw Leng Yan lazily leaning against the doorway, she suddenly changed her mind: "Thank you, Sister Ping, give it to me."
When Wen Nuan closed the door, she deliberately gave Leng Yan a sideways glance, her eyes carrying a hint of provocation.
Leng Yan, hurry up and get mad at me! It's best if you say the word 'divorce' today out of anger.
That way, she wouldn't have to endure the agony here.
However, things did not go as she wished. Leng Yan just glared at her, turned around and went into the room, not even bothering to answer his ringing phone.
At Ji Wei's place.
After having dinner with colleagues, she and her assistant returned home, sat on the sofa, and called Leng Yan.
