Su Mu watched Wen Han smile faintly:
"We both tried, but the facts have proved that we are indeed not suitable for each other."
Wen Han chuckled lightly, leaned back on the sofa, and said nothing more. Su Mu glanced at the staircase, not knowing whether Jiang Bei had intentionally left her and Wen Han alone. Jiang Bei had not come down yet, and Su Mu lightly withdrew her gaze, crouching down to pick up the photos on the floor and place them back on the coffee table.
She would not take these things away, nor was there anything to take. She just looked at Wen Han:
"When did you find out that your mother wasn't sick?"
"I knew that day." Wen Han admitted quickly: "She knew about my feelings for you, so she thought of using this method to make you marry me, thinking that perhaps after our engagement or marriage, Fu Shinian would give up on you. After all, given his pride, he wouldn't want a woman who has been involved with another man, right?"