Xie Ze's face turned green with anger, his chest heaving with rage.
"Stop talking, Third Sister," Pei Wendong interjected.
"Fine! I won't say anything. Let's see how badly you can fail!" Pei Qian snapped, turning around and storming off.
Now having understood the whole situation, Fang Liuming looked at Pei Wendong with pity in his eyes. "Wendong, you... try your best!" He had intended to say "fend for yourself," but seeing the pale hint on Wendong's face, he changed his words. Patting his shoulder, he hurried after Pei Qian.
Zhao Xiaochen didn't know what to say, silently patting his shoulder as well.
Pei Yuan gazed at his tall figure and handsome face, tears in her eyes. "Wendong! Your elder sister is doing this to train you, not abandoning you. When you marry, you'll need to establish your own household; you can't always follow your sister."
"I know," Pei Wendong said, hanging his head slightly.
