Wen Mu drove all the way back to the apartment, her eyes dry but having returned to normal. The cellphone on the passenger seat lit up, and she glanced at it with her beautiful eyes.
"The president didn't return to Shenghan; Assistant Wei took Gu Xiaoer home."
The elegant woman's lips curled into a satisfied smile, cold and sinister.
Luoli, this is all your doing, forcing my hand.
Although she had been humiliated by Han Luoli today, her mood was obviously very good.
Yes, it was she who had deliberately arranged for Gu Xiaoer to come to the café.
Wen Mu's hands rested on the steering wheel, yet her mind was busy with thoughts. If things went as she expected, Gu Xiaoer must now be harboring suspicions towards Luoli. If Gu Xiaoer made a fuss, would there still be a concern about their relationship not falling apart?
Wen Mu shook her head and smiled; at this moment, she should take the opportunity to release some more explosive news!
