He Hanjin directly pulled the person back to the chair, his expression slightly dark.
Wen Zhi knew he was expressing his displeasure, so she lightly placed her hand on the back of his, pattting it twice as a sign that there was nothing wrong.
After all, their relationship couldn't break because of her.
"You are my woman, is there anything you can't hear?"
Though He Hanjin's words were directed at Wen Zhi, his gaze was fixed on Wang Yi.
The meaning was self-evident.
Wang Yi only felt a chill down his spine, and his hand, resting on his thigh, tightened slightly.
It seemed he had spoken out of turn.
"Miss Wen, please make sure to stay here," Wang Yi quickly reassured.
He Hanjin's face eased slightly after hearing this.
"Speak."
Wang Yi pursed his lips, organized his thoughts, and then explained the general situation.
