Pei Yan was rendered speechless by her gaze, sighed helplessly, and said, "I've already asked someone to bring food over."
"When?" Qin Yun's eyes widened at his words and asked, "What kind of food?"
"All the things you like to eat."
After Pei Yan finished speaking, he added, "When you were ignoring me and chatting with them on your phone."
"Cough cough cough..." Qin Yun was immediately choked by her own saliva.
"I wasn't..." Qin Yun reflexively retorted.
But looking at Pei Yan's dark and profound gaze, the words of rebuttal seemed stuck in her throat. She sheepishly and weakly said, "I was wrong."
"What were you wrong about?" Pei Yan righteously pursued.
"Everything?" Qin Yun carefully asked.
Pei Yan squinted at her. "Since everything's wrong, then tell me all the things that were wrong."
Qin Yun: "..."
She wasn't sure if it was her imagination; she vaguely felt she'd seen this scenario somewhere before.
