Shen Jinghe was a qualified listener.
Wenyan talked for over half an hour, and besides frowning more intensely and occasionally nodding, he surprisingly didn't interrupt Wenyan with any questions in the middle of her story.
This made Wenyan increasingly nervous.
She felt as if she was in a job interview, and the interviewer seemed uninterested in her, just politely waiting for her to finish so he could wave her away.
So after she finished talking, Wenyan's spirit immediately deflated.
"Do you think I'm making a mountain out of a molehill and deliberately slandering Shen Zhirou?"
Shen Jinghe was silent, his brow furrowing even tighter.
Wenyan had anticipated that this might be the outcome.
But she thought maybe there was still a chance to salvage the situation.
She hurriedly opened the photo album on her phone to show Shen Jinghe.
