How Could Zhan Yan Be in the Same Situation as Your Daughter?
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
However, in order to maintain her dignity, Lu Nanxin couldn't afford to lose her composure.
"Wen Jin, I won't allow her to go in!" Seeing that Wen Jin didn't react, Lu Nanxin's voice had already become somewhat hysterical.
"President Wen, please coax her," Yu Anwan's tone remained composed, and she quickly withdrew her hand without paying much attention to Wen Jin.
Wen Jin's brows furrowed. He wasn't pleased with being caught in the middle.
When he looked at Lu Nanxin again, Wen Jin didn't show anger. However, his eyes clearly expressed his dissatisfaction.
Seeing that Yu Anwan was about to enter, Lu Nanxin coldly scolded a nearby servant. "Is the Wen family so casual now? Can an outsider just come and go as they please?"
The servant was left speechless.
This...
Wen Jin didn't say anything. What could they do?
Everyone turned to look at Wen Jin in unison.
Wen Jin's expression grew even darker.