Ye Ningwan hid under the table, and finally understood.
Old Mrs. Zhan came to arrange someone to be by Zhan Hanjue's side. To closely monitor his whereabouts and prevent him from meeting her.
This old lady, despite her age, was quite astute, even thinking of such things.
It showed just how much she loathed her.
Thinking back, there was a time when Old Mrs. Zhan genuinely liked her. She didn't mind her background or appearance; she was the first warmth Ye Ningwan experienced in Jiangcheng.
Thinking of these things made Ye Ningwan feel very uncomfortable.
Unable to resist, she let out a faint sigh.
"Seems like there's a sound." Jin Yingzi frowned and immediately said.
"Sound? What sound?" Old Mrs. Zhan asked.
Jin Yingzi looked towards Zhan Hanjue.
A flash of cold severity crossed Zhan Hanjue's eyes.
Jin Yingzi quickly lowered her head and apologized: "Sorry, old lady, I heard wrong."
"I'm tired too, let's leave! Hanjue, Mr. Chen will stay with you here."
