Wen Mian didn't enter the house, just stood at the door listening to the noise of the quarrel between the two.
Pei Qingqing was constantly venting, and Zhao Moxuan beside her kept explaining.
Listening at the door, Wen Mian's smile became increasingly perverse.
"Just hear me out, the things I said to Wen Mian definitely aren't what I truly mean, I was thinking of using Wen Mian, you know me, I say what people want to hear."
Wen Mian couldn't help but feel amused.
Listening to how Zhao Moxuan besmirched her without changing his expression, Wen Mian couldn't help but admire him from within.
"You really are something else."
Pei Qingqing let out a cold snort, her eyes full of disdain as they fell upon Zhao Moxuan.
While speaking with Zhao Moxuan, the man's gaze seemed like it would devour Pei Qingqing.
And every word he said was to placate Pei Qingqing.
