Wen Wanzhi fell silent for a few seconds before speaking lightly.
"But it's just a case of the tall tree catching the wind, I was envied by others at the time."
She didn't lie with these words, nor was she wrong.
It's just that it wasn't her achievements that people were jealous of, but rather they coveted her position as Mrs. Bo.
Bao Yancheng narrowed his eyes, feeling that something was off, but couldn't quite put his finger on it.
If it was as Wen Wanzhi had said, how could those curses and graffiti downstairs be explained?
Watching Wen Wanzhi struggle for a moment before returning to her calm demeanor, Bao Yancheng keenly sensed that there must be something he should know, yet had forgotten.
But Wen Wanzhi looked around the room, occasionally tidying up something with her hands, but she said nothing more.
If she didn't intend to speak, Bao Yancheng knew that even if he kept asking, it would be useless.