Ye Siyuan didn't expect Wen Jiaren to be here, a flash of astonishment and disbelief crossed her eyes, soon replaced by anger.
She stood up, her gaze sharp and indifferent, looking at Wen Jiaren, "So you're here too. It's best you're here; we can clear things up face-to-face. Wen Laibao, what's your actual purpose for coming to City A?"
Seeing the indifference and anger in Ye Siyuan's eyes, Wen Jiaren's heart bled. Mu Qian's hands landed on her shoulders from behind, giving her strength invisibly.
She took a deep breath before meeting Ye Siyuan's eyes, "First, tell me who told you I had plastic surgery."
"You're not admitting it, right? Hah, luckily I brought this."
Ye Siyuan sneered, lifted her bag, took out the investigation report from inside, and handed it to Wen Ningyu across from her, "This is the report I had someone investigate about Wen Laibao. I was worried something might happen, so I brought it with me. Didn't expect it to be really handy."
