Wen Jiao knew why Wei Shuqian had come back.
He came to take revenge on her.
Wen Jiao's heart was beating too fast, so fast that she could hardly breathe.
Her cheeks also felt sore as she struggled to speak, "That time… the person who kidnapped me to the warehouse, was it you?"
"How smart," Wei Shuqian softly praised, not bothering to hide anything, looking seriously at Wen Jiao behind his golden glasses, his eyes studying her with scrutiny.
He said, "Wen Jiao, what do you think I should do with you now that you are in my hands?"
"Wei Shuqian, you should thank me." Wen Jiao's voice was calm.
Wei Shuqian burst into an angry laugh, his voice, however, showed no change in emotion, "Thank you? Thank me for what?"
"Thank you for meeting such a terrible person like me. From now on, you will know what kind of woman truly deserves your love…"
