This single sentence immediately cooled down the sticky and hot atmosphere inside the car.
The lazy expression that had appeared on Yang Jingyuan's face after the event dissipated instantly, replaced with a suspicious look.
She stared at Wen Nan's face, lightly raising her delicate eyebrows, and asked, "...What secret files? I don't understand what you're talking about."
Wen Nan shook his head with a smile, "The things stored in that secret lab, do you really not know about them, sister?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Jingyuan realized that continuing to feign ignorance was meaningless. She withdrew her feet from in front of Wen Nan, propped herself up with her arms, and sat up from the seat, her bare legs crossed, her eyes full of scrutiny and suspicion.
"Are you working for Guan Ailin?"
9527: [Attention, the target 'wealthy lady seeking surrogacy,' current affection level decreased to: 88%.]
