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Hearing this, Song Weiyi didn't ask any more questions, and took the iPad beside her to surf the internet and play games.
In the living room, she played on her device, while Pei Yibai researched his information, the only sound being the quiet tapping of his keyboard, yet the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.
Song Weiyi logged into WeChat to chat with Zhao Mengmeng, poked her for a long time, but there was no reply from the other side.
Feeling frustrated, she put down the iPad, guessing Mengmeng either didn't have her phone with her or was still sleeping.
Bored to death, Song Weiyi could only turn to look at Pei Yibai beside her.
His profile was sculpted with divine precision, and his tightly pursed lips exuded a hint of sexiness, overpowered mostly by a serious demeanor.
