Pei Qingqing was extremely dissatisfied before she left.
Her face still bore an expression of grievance and unwillingness.
Yet despite that, Pei Qingqing still walked out of the door.
A cold wind blew outside, making Pei Qingqing feel unutterably downcast.
It was just a minor accident, something Zhao Moxuan would never have treated her like this over in the past.
The current situation, however, left Pei Qingqing feeling helpless.
Soon, Zhao Moxuan's call came through, the intermittent reception still conveyed some concern.
"Where are you? I'll come get you."
Pei Qingqing wrapped her clothes tighter around herself and hesitated for a long time at the entrance to the villa.
"I'm at my brother's villa, come here, I didn't drive."
"Your brother isn't taking you back?"
In an instant, the softest part of Pei Qingqing's heart seemed to be touched momentarily.
She subconsciously wanted to evade, but Zhao Moxuan pierced right through.
