Wen Yi pursed her lips and ultimately said nothing.
He used her own words to strike back at her, and anything she said would just be contradicting herself.
"Why don't you just reject it directly? Why drag me along? I'm your ex-wife, people target you knowing we're divorced. You bringing me along is not compelling, and Mr. Xia might even think you're trying to humiliate him."
"So what if you're my ex-wife?"
"Ex-wife means the woman you abandoned, taking along a..."
"Hold on," the man made a stop gesture with his hand, cutting off her speech, and said with amusement, "Me? Abandon? You? Miss Wen, could you please speak with some conscience and not twist the truth, hmm?"
...
Wen Yi bowed her head, bit her straw, and slowly sipped her juice, remaining silent.
Seeing her speechless, Mo Shichen repeated, "Should I pick you up tonight?"
"Aren't you afraid that Mr. Xia will think you're asking me to put on an act?"
