Wen Yi’s fingers flipping through the book suddenly pinched the paper, leaving a slight wrinkle.
After a few seconds, she let go, and said with a faint smile with a prolonged tone, “I’m not wrong, it’s okay, why have to get together to make people feel like… President Mo, I don’t hate it like you are. Ping, I don’t want to retaliate against him.”
Nolan said lightly, “Isn’t that enough for the Wen family?”
For the Wen family.
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