From Wen Ya picking up the fruit knife to driving Wang Juan and Ji Qin's mother and son out of the door, during the whole process, both Wen Yiming and Zhao Yali were in a state of stupefied petrification.
Since the series of events involving Old Madam Wen that day until now, a month and a half later, this was the most Wen Ya had spoken.
Looking at her coming back from the door, her whole demeanor was relaxed and free, and even in her eyes, there was a lively and vibrant sparkle. Zhao Yali was almost moved to tears.
As for Wen Yiming, he let out a long breath.
He originally thought that getting rid of that shameless mother and son pair would take a lot of effort and at least cost a few million, but unexpectedly, the matter proceeded so smoothly.
When he cast his gaze on Wen Ya, for a moment, Wen Yiming felt a sense of regret.
If only Wen Ya were a son, wouldn't that be great?
