Ye Mingzhe Has Gone Missing

Pei Yanxing smirked, "After sitting in a wheelchair for a month, I got used to it. It feels uncomfortable when I don't sit in it."

Ye Shengge replied, "..."

Suddenly, she felt like this person might not be very reliable.

Just then, a butler-like figure, leading several burly bodyguards in black suits, approached.

The butler walked up to Pei Yanxing, and greeted him in a low voice, "Young Master."

Pei Yanxing nodded slightly.

Ye Shengge's gaze shifted from the bodyguards to the butler. These bodyguards wore matching uniforms with the Pei family crest.

Pei Yanxing looked at Ye Shengge, feeling more nervous than he had ever been, and anxiously asked, "Can I... call you Shengsheng?"

Ye Shengge nonchalantly nodded, "Sure, you can."

Most people who knew her a bit better called her that.

Pei Yanxing felt a surge of joy in his heart and continued, "Shengsheng, can we exchange phone numbers?"