Lu Yun's heart was pricked, and her expression instantly hardened.
"You better stop talking nonsense. Haven't I done this all for your own good!?"
He stood from Wen Tang's perspective, looking at Lu Nianxin, "Offending her, does it benefit you or me?"
"In other words, it's already great that we could bask in Pei Heyan's light. No matter whether he ends up with someone else or keeps a dozen mistresses, as long as he truly cares for you for the sake of old times, that's better than anything!"
His words fell one after another into Wen Tang's ears.
Her stomach churned, and she felt the urge to vomit.
Looking again at Lu Nianxin, it wasn't just her who threw glances her way, but Pei Jiadong too.
To be accurate, his eyes had never left her.
Her heart hardened.
The play had to be performed convincingly.
And Lu Nianxin's high and mighty posture, how could one not itch to take her down a notch?
