Wen Xinya first went to the bathroom of the second story to wash up the red wine splashed on her.
Suddenly, a scuffling noise came from the door lock. Startled, she hurriedly went over to pull the door. However, it was already locked from the outside.
Great! She had expected too little of Wen Yuya—doing such a thing under such circumstances, was she not fearful of Grandpa's anger?
Wen Xinya could not help but laugh in exasperation! She could not have been more naive. To think that she could trap her with a mere door!
Unknown to Wen Xinya, Wen Yuya had already been so provoked that she had already lost her mind. Worsened by Xia Ruya's triggering words, her mind was only set on revenge.
She went to the window behind the bathroom, flipped out of it, slid down a story from the Corinthian column outside, and found a security guard tucked away in a corner. "I'm Wen Xinya, get the public relations manager over here."
