Wen Nuan didn't know how long she had been sitting there, but it was already bright outside when the phone rang. She felt a surge of joy as she hurried to answer it, "Feimo…"
"Wen Nuan, it's me. Are you alright?" Cai Xiaojing's voice came through, filled with concern. The joy on Wen Nuan's face faded, and she lowered her voice, "I'm fine…"
"Has Mr. Ye not come home yet?" Cai Xiaojing wanted to tell Wen Nuan that her video had been exposed, but stopped herself mid-sentence.
"Yes, Sister Xiao Jing, I'm very tired, I'm going to hang up now." Wen Nuan had waited for Ye Feimo's call, but he hadn't called back. She got up, entered the bedroom, feeling exhausted, she wanted to lie down for a while. Suddenly, Wen Nuan remembered something—if she had really been with Fang Liucheng yesterday, there might be traces on her body.
