It's Just That President Wen Looks A Little Old At This Age
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Wen Jin, this b*stard!
At a time like that, he could still speak so candidly, relying on his looks to make a living.
Is this how he had taught Wen Jin?
But in the face of Wen Jin's audacity, Wen Zhanming couldn't say a word.
Wen Jin looked at Wen Zhanming calmly and then spoke calmly. "She and I would never be separated in the future."
These words made Wen Zhanming look at Wen Jin.
Wen Jin's attitude was a bit casual, but a sharp glint was hidden in his lowered eyes. His expression was much more determined, and every word was clear.
After a long time, Wen Zhanming let out a short, mocking laughter.
Some things were clear to onlookers but a mystery to those involved.
Wen Jin's thoughts didn't necessarily reflect Yu Anwan's thoughts, and with Lu Nanxin's situation in front of them, Wen Jin couldn't be reckless.
"How will you handle her?" Wen Zhanming asked, making his question clear.