Shall I Teach You How to Cook?

Pei Yucheng pinched the spot between his eyebrows. "Miss Lin, apart from me and you, I wouldn't allow anyone to enter Cloud Manor or my study. No one could imitate my handwriting. Besides, given JM Corporation's professionalism, they couldn't possibly not be able to verify the authenticity of my handwriting. Therefore, the woman you are talking about doesn't exist."

Pei Yucheng had given Lin Yan an answer.

The problem was that Lin Yan should never have suspected him.

Who would have thought that Pei Yucheng would be so shrewd?

Lin Yan didn't know how to explain herself, but she was certain that she had seen this with her own eyes.

She was certain that Pei Yucheng was lying by denying it.

Pei Yucheng's last words made sense. She had wondered about this before. There was no way the JM Corporation wouldn't be able to verify the authenticity of his handwriting.

The problem was that she had confirmed this repeatedly and even called Cheng Mo.