Yu Anwan smiled mockingly. What did this mean? It meant that Lu Nanxin would still end up cooperating with Wen Jin.
This had been the rule for years. Only the top-tier perfumes at the Fragrance Banquet could earn access to Wen Jin's production line.
Yu Anwan quickly lowered her gaze. Why should she make things difficult for herself?
Marrying Wen Jin was out of the question, but Yu Anwan coveted Wen Jin's production line. As for Lu Nanxin, Yu Anwan found her distasteful.
She couldn't stand people who were ambitious and flaunted their success.
Daydreaming.
Soon, Yu Anwan glanced at Wen Jin. This time, she directly took hold of Wen Jin's arm. This sudden compliance furrowed Wen Jin's brow.
As if they had been in a standoff just moments ago, Yu Anwan could turn as meek as an obedient mother in the next second.
Wen Jin remained composed.
