Ye Feimo frowned slightly. Wen Nuan glanced at him, smiled, and put some food on Su Ran's and Lin Diyun's plates. She said with a light chuckle, "Don't just guess without proof. It might have really been an accident. No one knew we were going to the food stall for a late-night meal, and it's impossible that someone could have messed with the car right after we parked. It's too much of a coincidence. It was an accident. Let's not bring it up again."
Little White Mo leaned over and gave her a thumbs-up. "Little sister-in-law, you're a true saint."
Wen Nuan thought to herself that she wasn't a saint. She just didn't want to make Ye Feimo unhappy. No matter what, Han Bi held a certain status in Ye Feimo's heart, and her image was perfect. Wen Nuan didn't want these guesses to make him dislike her.
