She didn't spare Pei Yibai and Song Weiyi another glance, choosing a very straightforward and forceful approach—ignoring them.
This attitude was the most hurtful.
Compared to Pei Yibai's calm, Song Weiyi was having a tough time, feeling a turmoil inside.
The joy she had felt before vanished the moment she saw Mrs. Pei's demeanor. It was as if, at her proudest moment, someone had poured a bucket of cold water over her head, chilling her to the core.
Pei Yiting turned his head back and glanced at Song Weiyi, realizing that his sister-in-law was also looking at them.
"Mom, aren't you going to talk to big brother?" Pei Yiting innocently looked up at Mrs. Pei with a face full of naivety.
Having said that, he pouted slightly. He might as well be obligated after asking on their behalf. As for what to do next, that was up to the empress dowager herself.
Mrs. Pei responded with an unchanged smile, "It's getting late. Go take a bath and go to bed early. Get in the car."
