Wen Ran tightened her hand by her side.
Jiang Wan Ning's mocking and sarcastic words were all knives handed to her by Fu Chenlie.
She felt a bit suffocated.
But no matter how uncomfortable, she must not lose her momentum in front of Jiang Wan Ning.
Wen Ran turned her head to look at her, pulling a cold smile: "My husband has always been clear about business and personal matters, but I'm very surprised that Ms. Wan Ning can be so self-delusional."
"Self-delusional? Do you believe what you're saying yourself?"
"You always think you're special in my husband's eyes, isn't that self-delusional? Tell me, if my husband really had some unclear thoughts about you, why doesn't he divorce me and marry you?"
To save face, Jiang Wan Ning speculated: "Ah Lie just doesn't know how to tell you."