President Wen, Why Don't You Get In The Car With Me?

Soon, Yu Anwan's eyes were covered with a layer of malice, but it was only for a moment. Yu Anwan acted as if no one was around.

She took the initiative to hook her arms around Wen Jin's neck, but Lu Nanxin saw her actions.

Whenever Lu Nanxin held something important, Yu Anwan didn't hesitate to cut her down.

On the other hand, Wen Jin remained composed when Yu Anwan took the initiative. His demeanor seemed to silently consent to Yu Anwan's actions.

Yu Anwan lightly rested one hand on Wen Jin's shoulder.

With her other hand, she casually stroked Wen Jin's face, and even her words became less serious.

"Lu Nanxin is right over there. President Wen, deal with your family matters properly. We can start the bet tomorrow!" Yu Anwan reminded Wen Jin with a playful smile.

Not only did she say it, but Yu Anwan also got physical with Wen Jin.