Pei Zhiyao ended up leaving the villa after all.
Wen Mian, silent and sullen, hung her head and walked inside.
The interior was pitch dark with sporadic flickers of light.
With a long sigh, the woman raised her hand to turn on the light and saw a glaring cut on it.
"Hiss..."
It must have been a wound from her confrontation with Zhao Moxuan.
Wen Mian furrowed her brows, wiped it quickly, and then bothered no more about it.
The next morning, Wen Mian went to work as usual.
But no sooner had Wen Mian reached the entrance of the institution than she saw Chen Meiqi facing her right at the doorway.
In that instant, Wen Mian drew in a breath of cold air.
Chen Meiqi, however, approached proactively with quickening footsteps.
"Long time no see."
Wen Mian hadn't expected to be working at the same institution as Chen Meiqi.
Never having met her before, she was shocked at the sight.
"Indeed, long time no see."
Wen Mian took a step back, just about to brush past her.
