"I got it."
Even if this woman did not ask him, Ji Ziming would still question his son once they got to their apartment.
He wanted to ask what was going on with him today.
Seeing him taking notice of this matter, Pei Ge nodded satisfactorily.
"I hope that this time around, you won't disappoint me."
She smiled at him, wanting to fight for her happiness one last time.
"Let me handle this issue; you don't have to worry."
He lightly caressed her hair and spoke in a gentle yet firm voice.
She did not respond, though, and only curled her lips up slightly.
After sending the father-son pair back and succeeding in making her children sleep, she retreated to her study and turned on her laptop.
Looking at the post on a certain social-media platform, a cold smirk surfaced on her lips.
"Qiao Jingyun, you really understand me well…"
People who did not know the truth would believe this news to be true.
