Yan Jun's words seemed to have not pierced through Wen Mian's heart.
Yet unwilling to give up, he continued to brainwash her by his side.
"You don't even know the things Pei Zhiyao did for you, and now you're reluctant to pick him up when asked."
Wen Mian looked up, her vision a blur.
When her senses returned, she finally responded to Yan Jun's words.
"What has Pei Zhiyao done? If he has done anything, why didn't he tell me?"
"Pei Zhiyao has always been investigating the matter concerning your parents. You might not know about it, but that doesn't mean Pei Zhiyao hasn't done anything."
Those words seemed to block what Wen Mian wanted to say at the tip of her tongue.
The man was taken aback, suddenly realizing he might have said the wrong thing.
However, Wen Mian had already heard every word from Yan Jun.
To her, Yan Jun's words echoed in her ears, serving as both a reminder and a threat.
"Investigating my parents' matter?"
