The Rolls Royce sped along the road in the snowy night.
Xia Yu sat on the comfortable backseat beside Pei Ziheng, overwhelmed by his unexpected favor. "Brother Ziheng, thank you for coming to pick me."
Ever since she had quarreled with "Ye Xingling" and her plan to frame Ye Xingling for insulting her sister was exposed, Pei Ziheng had given her the cold shoulder and had not bothered to pick her from the music festival. However, she did not know why there was a car waiting for her today.
Xia Yu thought that he was not angry with her anymore. Besides, she was Xia Ling's only younger sister, and with this trump card, no matter what outrageous trouble she caused, he would never denounce her strongly. She silently cursed how Pei Ziheng put her sister on a pedestal, but also used her position in Pei Ziheng's heart to become closer to him. "Today is really cold, Brother Ziheng. How about we go to 'Winter Story' for supper? My sister used to love the desserts there…"
