In the private room, Wen Lan looked at the expensive and sumptuous dishes on the table, feeling conflicted, her expression not looking too good.
Thinking about how Wei Jia got into trouble because of her, she felt increasingly uneasy. Just as she was about to get up to find Wei Jia, the door of the room suddenly clicked and opened from the outside.
Wen Lan's complexion changed slightly, and she quickly looked over, only to see Wei Jia and Li Jing entering from outside.
Seeing this, Wen Lan was delighted, just about to speak but then frowned.
She noticed that Wei Jia, who was dressed appropriately just moments ago, now had slightly messy hair and the collar of her suit shirt appeared somewhat ruffled.
"Wei Jia, you..."
