Chapter 27: Memorial_1

"Pei Zhiyao, is this all you think about? Don't you ever think about anything else?"

As soon as the words fell, Pei Zhiyao burst into laughter with a "pfft," finding Wen Mian amusing as he stared at her.

He hadn't said anything, yet Wen Mian had assumed he was making a dirty joke.

The man quickly waved his hands in denial, his eyes shining with astuteness.

"I didn't say anything of the sort, I just don't accept verbal thanks, that's all. It's you who, because of one thing I said, went straight to that thought. So, who really has a mind full of filthy scrap?"

Wen Mian pursed her lips, momentarily at a loss for words.

Staring at Pei Zhiyao's earnest eyes, Wen Mian gasped in fright.

"I..."

"To be honest, I think you're considering more than me; I haven't even thought in that direction yet."

Wen Mian looked down, a layer of mist forming in her eyes.

Teased by Pei Zhiyao's remarks, she felt somewhat at a loss and just wanted to leave the scene quickly.