Song Weiyi felt flattered and looked instinctively at Pei Yibai, only to find him staring expressionlessly at Pei Yiting at that moment.
"Sister-in-law, come sit next to me," Pei Yiting said with a sweet smile, patting the seat as if he hadn't noticed the displeased look on the man's face next to him.
He deliberately pulled Song Weiyi's seat over to his side, so Pei Yibai had no choice but to sit isolated on the other side, tsk tsk.
"Oh, okay then." Song Weiyi didn't think it was a big deal, and moreover, she was happy to accept the olive branch extended by her younger brother-in-law.
"Sister-in-law, this sour bamboo shoot and chicken skin soup is really tasty. Let me serve you some," Pei Yiting said, his eyes gleaming as he quickly found something new to do.
The little guy was eager to please, and although Song Weiyi wanted to refuse, she saw Pei Yiting had already picked up a ladle and scooped some soup into her bowl.
