Hearing Song Weiyi's groveling, flattering words, Pei Yibai chuckled softly and gave her a stern look.
"Next time you think such nonsense, family discipline will be waiting for you."
Song Weiyi was taken aback by the retort and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
What family discipline?
But Pei Yibai had already looked away, haughtily signaling that he was too busy to talk to her.
It wasn't until they got back and the car stopped that Song Weiyi almost forgot about the stuff she'd put in the storage compartment.
Pei Yibai, who had been keeping a stern face, calmly opened the door to the storage compartment and took out the shopping bag inside.
Watching him do this, Song Weiyi felt her recently calm heart start to beat fiercely again.
"Don't just stand there, let's go," Pei Yibai said, tugging at the corner of his mouth and giving her a look that seemed both amused and mocking.
