"Sister, is brother-in-law not treating you well? Why are you running out so late?"
Pengfei also noticed, worriedly holding Wen Nuan's hand: "Sis, tell me and Dad, is brother-in-law bullying you?"
"No, we're fine." Wen Nuan said somewhat guiltily, glancing at Wen Qingyan, with tears almost welling up. She quickly lowered her head, grabbed an apple from the table, and took a big bite, then smiled sweetly: "Mm, so sweet."
"Nuannuan." Wen Qingyan frowned at Wen Nuan, picked up the phone nearby: "If nothing's wrong, why did you run out alone? Let Dad ask him."
Ever since Wen Nuan was young, whenever she encountered something she wanted to avoid, she loved to change the subject. And ever since he entered the door, her expression hasn't been good, which inevitably worried him.
