Pei Qingqing, who was beside me, was still complaining.
"It's so strange. Do you think my brother has been led away by Wen Mian? Like she enchanted his soul too."
As Pei Qingqing complained, she browsed through her phone.
Zhao Moxuan beside her, however, didn't respond.
Facing Pei Qingqing's rant, Zhao Moxuan chose to remain silent.
After all, he had taken care of Pei Qingqing for a week.
But the woman's mind was filled with nothing but Pei Zhiyao.
He felt resentful and somewhat jealous.
But upon reflection, he realized he didn't feel much for Pei Qingqing either.
It was all just using each other.
Using her money, her connections, her power, and the love she had for him.
This made Zhao Moxuan feel confident.
"Ah!"
Zhao Moxuan had been silent for a long time.
Out of the blue, Pei Qingqing let out a shriek.
Her voice drew Zhao Moxuan's attention.
The man was startled and immediately turned to look at Pei Qingqing.