"Don't worry, President Ye won't let such a thing happen," Cai Xiaojing said. Unless a certain newspaper company didn't want to survive, and besides, Wen Nuan's current fame wasn't that big, her news value wasn't high. Who would risk bankruptcy to offend Second Young Master Ye?
Wen Nuan felt much more at ease hearing this.
Looking back, she also felt lingering fear, but now that she was home, she wasn't in any danger. Wen Nuan smiled brightly. She wanted to forget this incident. There was nothing she couldn't face. Remembering it would only make her suffer.
"In short, it's good that you're alright. Leave the rest of the problem to us to handle."
"It's not me who's not alright," Wen Nuan said with a smile. "I smashed that pig with a wine bottle and stabbed him twice with the broken glass. I really regret not aiming lower when I was mad. If I had another chance, I would have stabbed him right in his crotch."
Cai Xiaojing: "..."
So ruthless!
