Having encountered this man several times, not a single good thing had happened, and Song Weiyi's most prominent impression of Sheng Jinsen was clear: a lecher in heat.
Disdain was written all over her face in an instant.
Such an explicit reaction naturally caught Sheng Jinsen's attention.
"Little…" She hadn't finished saying "Hot Pepper" when Song Weiyi's glare intensified.
And when Sheng Jinsen saw Pei Yibai, he also snapped back to reality.
Hmm, a couple united? Interesting.
A mischievous smile flickered across his delicate, upturned eyes. He refrained from calling Song Weiyi "Little Hot Pepper" and instead used an appellation that Song Weiyi would never have expected, making her feel utterly disgusted.
"Yo, isn't this Miss Song Weiyi, the dear younger sister of my stepmother?" Sheng Jinsen raised an eyebrow, seemingly oblivious to the impatience on Pei Yibai's face.
Stepmother?
With just two words, Song Weiyi choked on her own saliva.
