The next morning, early.
While having breakfast, Pei Liyan glanced at Qiao Rui, who didn't even look at him, her eyes downcast.
With those thick black-rimmed glasses on her small face, it was hard to see what the girl really looked like, but they were certainly obtrusive.
Pei Liyan spoke, "Do you have any plans for today?"
Qiao Rui was startled and looked up at Pei Liyan.
She said, "Mr. Pei, you really don't need to make small talk with me if there's nothing important. Let's just eat quietly, shall we? Have you not heard that one should not speak while eating?"
Pei Liyan froze, slightly astonished.
Her retort left him speechless.
But Pei Liyan's expression quickly turned solemn as he said sharply, "I'm just asking if you have any plans for today? Can't you simply answer the question?"
"I have plans," Qiao Rui replied.
"What plans?"
"Sorry, I need to buy some personal items," Qiao Rui said.
Pei Liyan paused, then said, "You could have Uncle Feng buy whatever you need."