"But you didn't answer my question either!" Xia Yueqing retorted confidently.
Wasn't he also adopting an evasive attitude?
"Stop interrupting!" Pei Yiting's face darkened, and he spoke with a severe tone.
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman beside him abruptly turned her head, completely averting her gaze from Pei Yiting.
He indeed had the right to ask, but she was under no obligation to answer.
"Are you not planning to say anything?" Pei Yiting's voice carried a hint of coldness.
He didn't understand why Xia Yueqing was upset; it was just a question, and he didn't intend to hold her accountable.
Yet she reacted this way.
"Yes." Xia Yueqing pressed her lips together and coolly admitted.
What is this attitude?
Pei Yiting's face turned black with anger.
"Fine, very well." He was so angry that he laughed, seemingly out of patience. He immediately returned to his seat.
