Yu Anwan was taken aback and frowned. She asked, "Wen Jin, what are you planning to do?"
Wen Jin stared at Yu Anwan, his eyes unwavering, and his voice remained cold and indifferent. He said, "Yu Anwan, you were so arrogant earlier, and now you're crying?"
"It's none of your business!" Yu Anwan replied defiantly.
As she spoke, Yu Anwan struggled, trying to free herself from Wen Jin's grip.
But the more she struggled, the tighter Wen Jin's hold became, not giving Yu Anwan any opportunity to escape.
Yu Anwan's face turned red with anger. Just as she was about to erupt, Wen Jin suddenly spoke in a lukewarm tone.
"You want Zhanyan, right?" Wen Jin asked.
Yu Anwan paused and squinted at Wen Jin. She couldn't believe what she had heard.
As expected, Wen Jin's words came again, "Alright, I have a condition."
"Go ahead," Yu Anwan responded quickly.
