Zhao Mengmeng's face was tight, and suddenly she had no expectations for the fact that she was rescued by Pei Chenyang.
Gone were the dazzling heroics, gone too was the fear of embarrassing herself.
Why was it her again?
At this moment, this was the only dilemma that Zhao Mengmeng had left.
"Auntie, Mengmeng probably still feels uncomfortable and hasn't come to her senses yet. Moreover, it's just a trifle, really insignificant and not worth mentioning."
Pei Chenyang's eyes flickered, his smile profound.
Whether she did it on purpose or unintentionally, he knew clearly.
Zhao Mengmeng listened to him speak with such an air of virtue, her heart snorted continuously.
"Mom, this gentleman makes sense," she even chimed in.
The damn thank you, she had no leisure or taste to thank Pei Chenyang.
If she had known that she would be rescued by Pei Chenyang after fainting, she would rather have fainted earlier or later, at the very least to avoid him.
