Zhao Mengmeng's mouth was so wide open she could almost stuff an entire egg into it.
At Pei Yibai's age, when a man is in the prime of his youth, and he had been like a monk in the presence of a beauty like Song Weiyi, completely undisturbed by desire, how come Weiyi hadn't suspected a thing?
"Are you sure Pei Yibai is all right? Song Weiyi, you idiot, could you have been tricked into marriage?" She vaguely remembered seeing news a few days ago about a marriage scam, wasn't it about a gay man who married a woman to satisfy his family, and then they ended up getting a divorce?
"Don't talk nonsense, that's not it at all." Song Weiyi gave her a stern look, how could Pei Yibai be that kind of person.
"What do you mean nonsense? Any normal man, upon seeing someone like you, would pounce and tear off your clothes without hesitation. But Pei Yibai, he's been abnormally restrained, and you've never been suspicious? Even if he's not homosexual, I bet he has some sexual dysfunction."
