Cheng Zhiwei had come to resign, having learned about her relationship with the Wen Family, she could no longer continue working here.
However, just after she had submitted her resignation letter, Wen Ya asked her to meet.
Cheng Zhiwei agreed.
The two met at a nearby cafe.
Wen Ya's face lacked the shrewdness and competence of a strong woman, instead, it was marked with a gentle smile, "I truly didn't expect that you would be my sister."
Clearly, Wen Ya knew about Cheng Zhiwei's identity.
Cheng Zhiwei stirred her coffee. She disliked the Wen Family, but she couldn't bring herself to hate Wen Ya, nor could she treat her with cold indifference, so she said with a bitter smile, "I didn't expect it either."
Wen Ya didn't talk about sisterly affection, but got straight to the point, "You want to resign?"
Cheng Zhiwei nodded, "Hmm, you know my identity, so you should also understand that I have no desire to acknowledge my ancestry or return to my roots."
