"Ah!"
Wen Mian screamed instinctively, but behind her was the sound of Pei Qingqing's smug laughter.
The entire underground parking garage was dimly lit.
Wen Mian's footing was unstable and she nearly fell.
If it weren't for Pei Zhiyao's timely appearance, grabbing Wen Mian's wrist in the nick of time, she might have hit the ground the very next second.
Behind her, Pei Qingqing wore an innocent face, even attempting to quickly flee the scene.
"What are you doing?"
As Pei Qingqing turned to leave, Pei Zhiyao's angry reprimand suddenly erupted.
The woman was so frightened that she stopped in her tracks immediately.
A layer of apparent gloom, however, had begun to overshadow Pei Zhiyao's dark eyes.
"Do you realize how dangerous it is to start a fight here? Is there anything you can't discuss peacefully? What are you trying to do!?"
Pei Qingqing just pursed her lips, not taking it seriously.
