Wan Wan, How Many Surprises Can You Give Me?

After the servants had left, only the two of them remained in the spacious living room.

One had deep, inscrutable eyes, with emotions that were hard to discern. The other had a cold gaze, accompanied by a hint of sarcastic smile.

"Is Mingya such an eyesore to you? Is it necessary to ruin it?" Shen Wan's smile was cool. "Or perhaps..." She paused, her smile turning colder. "Is it me who truly bothers you?"

Shen Qian furrowed his brow and spoke in a low voice, "Regardless of whether you believe it or not, that's not my intention."

"Then what is your intention? Sending someone to initiate the bankruptcy proceedings at Mingya, expecting me to come find you, and having your secretary wait in advance to trap me, is that your idea of fun?"

The man moved his lips slightly, saying, "I just wanted you to give me a call voluntarily..."

But Shen Wan didn't. In the end, it was him who compromised first and called her to come home.