Pei Yunge's eyes narrowed and did not see the girl's expression. She only reached out lazily and took a croissant.
"You're from Hengde too?"
This unconcerned and languid appearance was extremely similar to the ragdoll she had raised when she was a child.
"No, I'm from Yizhong."
The girl added, "I'm a retainee."
"Me too."
Pei Yunge took a bite of the croissant and glanced at the girl unconsciously. "Is Yizhong close to Hengde?"
"Not too far away."
The girl seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile, "Have you bought something from my mother's shop in the past? My mother runs a shop near Hengde."
Pei Yunge sized up the girl's appearance and found that she did look a little similar.
"Mm."
Pei Yunge hummed and thought for a moment. "It's very delicious."
"My name is Song Yao."
"Pei Yunge."
It was only then that Pei Yunge's eyes landed on Song Yao.
