Subconsciously, Pei Zhiyao poked his head out.
He was observing Wen Mian's expression.
Once he confirmed that there was nothing unusual about her, the man cautiously asked, "Why?"
He smiled, the curve of his lips particularly attractive.
But for Wen Mian, she didn't have the leisure to notice these things.
The relationship with Pei Zhiyao also needed to be properly dealt with.
"I still have work to do, I need to go back to practice the piano, I cannot stay with you."
She shook off Pei Zhiyao's hand, picked up her bag, and prepared to leave.
Her nonchalant manner made Pei Zhiyao's heart panic at the sight.
"Hey, wait a second."
Before she could leave, Pei Zhiyao grabbed Wen Mian's hand.
Their eyes met, the emotions between them unspeakable.
"Are you...?"
He hesitated to say these words, yet Wen Mian found it somewhat amusing.
"Have your feelings for me faded?"
This didn't sound like something Pei Zhiyao would say.
