He looked at Yan Jun, hesitated for a few seconds, and then said, "I had my suspicions, but I was really worried about Wen Mian... My attention was divided, and naturally, I didn't deal with Liang Yu's situation."
Yan Jun clicked his tongue and said nothing more.
He knew that Pei Zhiyao's heart was filled with the presence of Wen Mian.
So much so that he could no longer make room for anyone else.
"Forget it. As for you, think it over carefully for a few days. As for your own company matters, I think it's better to wait until you've sorted out this messy pile in your hands before dealing with that, don't you think?"
"Indeed..."
If things weren't handled, Pei Zhiyao wouldn't have the time to manage his company either.
Early the next day.
Pei Qingqing was unwilling to give up, fixating on chasing after Pei Zhiyao.
No matter what Pei Zhiyao thought, she was determined to make an effort for herself.
