Wen Mian's eyes shifted, revealing a sense of curiosity.
Every word Pei Qingqing said was laced with disdain and mockery towards Wen Mian.
But her gaze always flickered with jealousy and envy.
In theory, as Pei Zhiyao's sister, she shouldn't harbor such thoughts.
Her relationship with Pei Zhiyao shouldn't be the object of Pei Qingqing's excessive attention either.
"You..."
Wen Mian knitted her brows, staring at her with eyes full of emotions that were difficult to decipher.
"Do you, perhaps, have different feelings for Pei Zhiyao?"
In an instant, Wen Mian's words seemed to awaken Pei Qingqing.
Had she made her feelings too apparent, to the point where they were discovered?
"What do you mean?"
"You care so much about Pei Zhiyao, and you even come to inquire about my situation. That inevitably makes one suspect your feelings for Pei Zhiyao are out of the ordinary. Tell me the truth, could it be that you are..."
"Of course not."
