Zhou Tianyu and gang could vaguely sense her thoughts. "Less is more!"
Wen Xinya nodded slightly. "Overdoing will seem deliberate. We're all in the same circle—every household has its tough tale—people aren't stupid."
When the time came, everyone would think that Ning Shuqian drove a wedge between her and her father, Wen Haowen—with a wife who had shared the same bed for fifteen years on one hand, and a daughter who had never lived together and had suddenly appeared out of nowhere on the other hand. Kinship was weak in the circle—it was not uncommon to first have a stepmother, followed by a stepfather—in the future, Wen Haowen's attitude towards her would cease to affect her.
Fawning on her, Xu Zhenyu said, "Leave this matter in the good hands of myself and Han Mofeng."
Wen Xinya nodded. Xu Zhenyu was full of wild ideas while Han Mofeng was cautious, making them a golden team which could accomplish more with less effort.
