So, that's how it is! She breathed a sigh of relief, then shot him a fierce glare.
Wan Donglin noticed her clenching one fist tightly, as if gathering internal energy, ready to strike him at any moment.
He thought, So, this is the crux of the matter. If she hadn't brought it up on WeChat, I would never have known the real reason she hates me so intensely: she's always believed I was the one behind Wang Xiaohao. That's her ultimate evaluation of me—Wan Donglin, the rogue, who would try to destroy any woman I couldn't possess, even letting other men humiliate and trample them. Being falsely accused like this is a bitter pill to swallow, isn't it?
He remained unperturbed, only sitting up slightly and taking something from his pocket to hand to her. Instantly wary, she asked, "What's this?"
"Take a look."
