"This is an issue between you and my brother," she said. "My presence will definitely affect your performance, so let's not."
She repeatedly declined and refused, then waved her hand, squeezing out an apologetic smile towards Liang Yu.
It wasn't that she didn't want to help, but Pei Qingqing didn't want to get involved in this matter.
"You guys need to resolve your own issues."
"What if the conversation isn't successful?"
Liang Yu sniffled, her manner suggesting she was on the verge of crying.
Faced with Liang Yu's inquiry, Pei Qingqing also felt somewhat helpless.
If it wasn't successful, what could Pei Qingqing do?
Either continue to help or give up.
But if Liang Yu didn't succeed, it would mean that Wen Mian had a better chance.
Pei Qingqing took hold of Liang Yu's hand.
In their eye contact, it was as if they were passing on warmth and strength to each other.
"Don't worry, even if it isn't successful, I'll find other ways to help you," she assured.