"Heh..."
Once they were in the car, Pei Zhiyao floored the accelerator and sped off, his lips curling up with evident mockery.
Through the rearview mirror, Pei Zhiyao could still see Wen Mian looking panicked, instinctively glancing back to see if anyone at the entrance of the supermarket had noticed her.
Such a sneaky scene even made Pei Zhiyao laugh.
"What are you doing?"
Pei Zhiyao could tell Wen Mian was avoiding someone.
But he couldn't say for sure, nor did he see who was standing at the supermarket entrance.
Someone who could make Wen Mian so afraid of them.
Even to the point that after just one glance, she got into the car the next second.
"Does Miss Wen have enemies?"
In the quiet car, Pei Zhiyao suddenly spoke.
Wen Mian, who hadn't yet recovered, stared blankly at Pei Zhiyao.
Their eyes met, but only Wen Mian ended stammering lies in front of Pei Zhiyao.
"Ah? What enemies?"
Pei Zhiyao, undeterred, described the earlier scene to Wen Mian.
