Wen Mian purposefully played up her misery, especially when she spoke, her voice trembled slightly.
Mr. Dong frowned in bewilderment, but saw Wen Mian's face turn slightly red, and a noticeable mist suddenly clouded her originally pitch-black, bright eyes.
"You... aren't you very familiar with Mr. Pei? Mr. Pei just helped you out, didn't he?"
"That's true, but as you saw just now, Mr. Pei did not acknowledge our relationship. It's possible that Mr. Pei simply lent a hand without wanting any further involvement with me."
Mr. Dong couldn't fathom the thoughts in the minds of these two people.
But he always believed that Wen Mian was no ordinary woman.
The person whom Pei Zhiyao would help out certainly wasn't simple.
"You're overestimating me."
Wen Mian waved her hand, making her point even clearer.
The clearer Wen Mian spoke, the more disappointed Mr. Dong's face grew.