Before, Wen Zhi's visits home had always been quiet, and she rarely saw Wen Yiwan.
This time, her welcome was a glass cup. If her reaction hadn't been quick enough to dodge immediately, she might have been hit in the face by that glass cup.
Accompanied by a crisp crashing sound.
The glass cup shattered into pieces as it hit the ceramic tiles.
"You little wench, you actually know how to come back, do you think just because you have that famous businessman as your backer, you can act lawlessly!"
A sharp voice rang out.
Wen Zhi stood still and looked up, only to see Wen Yiwan standing under the living room's crystal lamp with a face full of anger, looking at her as if she were a terribly evil person.
However, Wen Zhi didn't respond with a word. She tilted her head and glanced at the shattered glass cup on the floor, with glass fragments scattered near her feet.
She straightened her back and stepped on the glass fragments, walking step by step towards Wen Yiwan.
