Before Yu Anwan could catch up to Wen Zhanyan, she was already blocked by Wen Jin at the corner of the stairs on the second floor.
Yu Anwan was not polite at all. "President Wen, a good dog doesn't block the way. Could you please move aside?"
Wen Jin showed no intention of stepping aside and his sharp gaze fell upon Yu Anwan.
Yu Anwan felt irritated by his gaze and, recalling what had happened earlier, she sneered. When she looked up again, her eyes were filled with disdain.
This kind of gaze seemed to provoke Wen Jin, and his expression became even darker.
Without hesitation, Wen Jin grabbed Yu Anwan's hand and forcefully pulled her in front of him. "Yu Anwan, what do you mean by that?"
"I mean it literally," Yu Anwan looked at Wen Jin arrogantly and showed no sign of compromise.
"You..." Wen Jin became enraged.
No one had ever dared to provoke him repeatedly and still manage to live unscathed, except for Yu Anwan.