Her relationship with Lu Zhanbei was not yet so vulnerable that a photo could cause cracks.
God of plague Tang: "Can't you pretend to fall for my plan of sowing discord so that I can be happy for a while?"
"Chuckle!"
Lin Wanwan laughed out loud. Her initially depressed mood gradually eased.
Ruan Baoer leaned over in curiosity. Her eyes casually swept across the photo on the mobile.
"Oh, it's her?"
Lin Wanwan raised her eyebrow. "You know her?"
That sharp gaze shocked Ruan Baoer. "You can say so…"
Her avoidant gaze led to Lin Wanwan having an ominous feeling in her heart. "What relationship does this woman have with Lu Zhanbei?"
Feeling conflicted, Ruan Baoer said, "Not close, but you can't say that it's not close either. Oh, I don't know how to put it. If you suspect there's something between them, why don't you ask Lu Zhanbei directly? Don't let my answer interfere with your judgment."
"That's true."