Tanki Liuli is picking up pickles.
It's a classic staple on the dining tables of countless households, commonly eaten even in the mountains.
Pei Yunxi withdrew her gaze.
"Do you know what you're saying?"
"Since you came to me for help, at least give me some trust."
Help?
Was that really a request?
"Otherwise, you handle it yourself, you have all the power to decide."
Calm and poised, yet assertively strong.
Is it really bullying someone for not being able to produce a prenatal checkup report?
Alright then.
Actually can't provide a real one, but a fake one would be too easy, even if buying a printer outside just costs a breakfast.
Why did the tone change?
It wasn't like this yesterday.
At this point, to regain the upper hand, I have to be even bolder, maybe go all in, do or die.
But Pei Yunxi's original intention was to solve the trouble, not amplify it.
