Yu Tingwan finally understood.
The joy of the banquet belonged to others, while the sorrow belonged to her, Mr. Shen, and those greedy Shen family relatives.
She thought she had a brief connection with those who were forcing a smile.
Outside, she had to save face for Wei Zhao.
As his virtuous wife, Yu Tingwan didn't hit him.
She squinted, lowered her head to stare at Wei Zhao for a moment, and lightly placed her pale hand on his shoulder, doing nothing else.
The man's body tensed.
Yu Tingwan gently asked, "What's wrong?"
Wei Zhao replied with a sigh, "Got frightened."
"Who frightened you?"
"Xiao Huaian's voice was too loud."
Shen Zhiyi took a deep breath.
She turned her head and whispered to Xiao Huaian, "You're dead, you know?"
Xiao Huaian knew all too well.
Wei Zhao was done for!
Wei Zhao would definitely deal with him.
But he liked to drag Wei Zhao down with him.
Worth it!
Yu Tingwan didn't look at the expressions of the few people, just chuckled lightly.
