No matter how malicious Du Yueying's words were, Wen Nuan could endure them because the most important thing to her right now was not to let Ye Feimo know the truth about the hotel, nor to let him know she was innocent, nor to mourn the loss of her baby. It was the curse. She was only twenty-one, but Ye Feimo was already twenty-six. There wasn't much time left.
She believed in the curse from the bottom of her heart.
She wanted everyone to be safe and out of harm's way.
"Miss Du, what do you want me to do so that you will tell me how to break this curse?" Wen Nuan asked.
Du Yueying laughed maliciously. "I want to see your reputation ruined and you leave the Ye family. Only then will I be satisfied."
Wen Nuan thought Du Yueying had a very serious mental illness. A normal woman would not try to destroy someone else's family over a small matter like a dress. It was simply insane.
