"Have you ever suspected what your husband does for a living?" Xiang Qingyuan hesitated.
It wasn't that Lin Yan hadn't suspected, she had suspected far too much.
She doubted that Lu Chenyuan, always leaving early and returning late, was actually going to fix cars.
Every time Lu Chenyuan left the house, she felt anxious and frightened, worried that he might be doing something illegal outside.
Thinking of the scars on Lu Chenyuan's body, Lin Yan's expression changed slightly.
"What do you know? Xiang Qingyuan, don't make things up if you don't know anything."
Lin Yan was afraid that Xiang Qingyuan would fabricate stories just like his father, Xiang Tianwen, who had a propensity for framing others.
In front of her, he was spinning groundless rumors, slandering Lu Chenyuan. "My wife's father is a senior executive of Lu Corporation, and I saw your husband at the entrance of Lu Corporation."
Lin Yan listened with a bewildered frown, unsure of what Xiang Qingyuan was trying to say.
