Listening to Jiang Yuzhu's explanation, Pei Jingchuan's expression slightly loosened, but he still maintained a hint of cool indifference.
His voice was low: "I know."
Jiang Yuzhu felt a hint of confusion, failing to understand why Pei Jingchuan maintained such an expression.
She asked softly, "Why are you still angry?"
Pei Jingchuan was silent for a moment, his gaze deeply fixed on Jiang Yuzhu, then finally spoke in a flat tone, "Nothing much, just in a bad mood."
Looking at Pei Jingchuan, Jiang Yuzhu understood that his words concealed much deeper emotions, but she also knew that Pei Jingchuan didn't want to say more at this moment. She sighed slightly, deciding not to pry further to avoid escalating Pei Jingchuan's displeasure.
Jiang Yuzhu and Pei Jingchuan sat on a couch in the corner, the atmosphere gradually relaxing. Pei Jingchuan suddenly asked "How are you dealing with that Ya Zeqing who has been pestering you?"
