If She Really Killed Lu Nanxin, What Was She Playing?
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Wen Jin silently took Yu Anwan's hand and asked straightforwardly, "What's bothering you again?"
"So, I asked for this bracelet. Are you planning to find a similar one for Lu Nanxin?" Yu Anwan inquired.
Wen Jin neither confirmed nor denied.
"Are you trying to disgust me or Lu Nanxin, Wen Jin?" Yu Anwan chuckled.
"Anwan, it's not like that," Wen Jin's tone carried a hint of helplessness.
Observing Wen Jin, Yu Anwan said, "Didn't you fly to Paris just to please me? If that's the case, does President Wen lack sincerity?"
"What kind of sincerity do you want?" Wen Jin spoke calmly, showing no signs of anger.
"That's easy." Yu Anwan smiled.
Wen Jin nodded, signaling for Yu Anwan to continue.
Steadily looking at Wen Jin, Yu Anwan stated, "Firstly, I don't appreciate my husband's money being spent on other women. I can be extravagant, but other women cannot."
This tone carried a hint of dominance.