Yu Anwan persisted in provoking Lu Nanxin, escalating her frustration. "Make sure to pack up the wedding dress and take it away."
As soon as her words fell, Wen Jin's ominous tone came, "Destroy it, immediately."
The staff, intimidated by Wen Jin's attitude, didn't dare to hesitate.
That seven-figure wedding dress was now reduced to pieces in just a few swift moves, utterly worthless.
Wen Jin sneered. "Are you satisfied now?"
He directed the question at Yu Anwan.
Oh.
Whether she was satisfied or not didn't matter.
If Lu Nan was unhappy, and Wen Jin was unhappy, then she was very happy.
Seeing this, Lu Nanxin's expression also changed. It felt as if Wen Jin had slapped her in front of Yu Anwan.
Without even glancing at Lu Nanxin, Wen Jin forcefully closed the door to the VIP room.
Yu Anwan stood motionless, seemingly unaffected by the stifling atmosphere in the room.
