Hai Lan couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Is that all?"
"Yes, just that. I just want to know if you're still very upset, if Wen Jingheng is sincere towards you..." Wei Zhijie said, thinking he was showing great concern for her.
But Hai Lan had long seen through his true colors.
He wasn't really concerned about her.
He was just pretending to be kind, annoyed that she had married someone else, so he used these excuses to get in touch with her.
Even if he were genuinely concerned about her, this kind of concern made her feel sick.
Hai Lan coldly withdrew her hand, looking at him as if he were a stranger, "Wei Zhijie, can you please stop bothering me? You're too full of yourself, in fact, I've long forgotten about you. Don't flatter yourself too much."
Wei Zhijie's face stiffened, a touch of embarrassment in his heart.
But he thought it was all just Hai Lan being angry.
She must still be very upset and hate him.
