Wen Mian was stable in her emotions and did not fuss or scream because of it.
Simply by looking at Mo Site's panicked eyes, Wen Mian knew that this thing was not brought by Mo Site.
Most likely, someone had purposefully sought revenge.
Or it was to embarrass Wen Mian.
Mo Site intended to hide it, but unbeknownst to him, Wen Mian was completely indifferent.
"Just throw the thing away, it's an eyesore to keep it out."
After she finished speaking, she walked out on her own.
Mo Site was somewhat dazzled, but had no choice but to follow Wen Mian's steps.
The two got into the car, and the air inside was filled with a layer of awkwardness.
"How have you been recently?"
Through the rearview mirror, Wen Mian glanced at Mo Site.
As the scenery outside the window flew by, Wen Mian soon said,
"Not bad."
"You haven't been affected by the outside voices, have you?"
Wen Mian cleared her throat, appearing exceptionally calm.
"Of course not, just a few negative comments."
