Wen Ning had previously held Sikong Jin in very low esteem.
Later on, she learned that Feng Lin was originally engaged, and even took the initiative to date another woman.
Clearly, he was the scumbag.
"You…okay."
Wen Ning glanced inside but did not see Feng Lin's figure.
"Hmm."
Sikong Jin took the yellow-braised chicken and was ready to close the door.
"Wait a second."
Wen Ning's foot was caught in the door gap. She felt she should still tell her.
And at the same time, see her reaction.
If the beauty before her had a very indifferent reaction, it probably meant she knew about Feng Lin's fiancée.
If she was still with Feng Lin under such circumstances, it definitely had to be for money.
To put it bluntly, the two of them were in a transactional relationship, a pair of scumbags, and she couldn't care less.
But if this woman was deceived by Feng Lin, then she had to intervene.
She couldn't allow such a beautiful person to fall into the hands of a scumbag.
