Xiang Yiran's heart gave a severe jolt, her eyes filled with panic, and the hissing sound of the shower in the bathroom turned her mind into a tangled mess.
What did Bao Yancheng mean by that...
Could he have found out something?
Xiang Yiran bit her nails, staggering around the private room on unsteady feet, her body shaking like a sieve.
She had begged Bao Yuan to spend a lot of money to completely remove all the online information about Wen Wanzhi...
She had also thoroughly cleaned every trace of Wen Wanzhi's life in the Bao Mansion.
She had even changed the wall color they had chosen together, truly wishing she could turn the whole villa upside down.
Feeling unsettled, Xiang Yiran thought, even if Wen Wanzhi had said something to Bao Yancheng, would he just believe her?
Bao Yancheng was naturally suspicious; it simply didn't make sense.
Moreover, thinking of how Bao Yancheng had earlier proposed divorce, a tight string in Xiang Yiran's heart had tightened even more.