Bian Yue exchanged glances with Wei Shuqian, nodding subtly and said, "Mr. Wei, let's talk, if it's convenient."
10 minutes later, Bian Yue was sitting beside Shen Jinci, looking at the expressionless Wei Shuqian in front of her.
"Miss Bian, there isn't much interaction between us. If you have something to say, please get straight to the point," Wei Shuqian's voice was indifferent, devoid of much warmth, as he added, "Of course, it's best to keep it brief."
"Mr. Wei, I know I am being presumptuous, but I still want to ask, why are you so intent on marrying Wen Jiao? Is it because of the mistakes she made when she used to date you?"
As Bian Yue spoke, she frowned and softly continued, "I don't know why Wen Jiao agreed to you, but I know she's been in a bad mood today. She hasn't left the house in a long time, she mentioned meeting with me several times but always canceled last minute and never showed up. I know she has worries."
