"Can't fend off the parents, and now you need me to clean up the mess."
Once outside, the corridor instantly fell silent.
Wen Mian drew in a breath of cold air, just about to speak when she was preempted by Pei Zhiyao.
Looking at Pei Zhiyao's smug expression, Wen Mian could mostly guess what he was thinking.
This man... only knew how to mock her.
"What do you mean?"
Wen Mian lowered her gaze, feeling equally at a loss.
This was the first time she had encountered such a situation; it was too sudden for Wen Mian.
For a moment, Wen Mian couldn't think of any countermeasures.
"What do I mean?"
Pei Zhiyao lowered his head to stare at her, each word poking at Wen Mian's lungs.
"Can't solve the problem, don't cause trouble for the Pei Family, can't make up the money, and now dragging me into it, Wen Mian, are you sure you don't want to be with me? Are you sure, you can face all this alone?"