Song Weiyi's heart was both numb and astringent, and at this moment, her gaze upon Pei Chenyang turned utterly foreign.
Indeed, because of today's events, she did have much to blame her uncle for.
Just as Pei Yibai was close to his uncle, between Pei Chenyang and Zhao Mengmeng, even though Pei Chenyang was her elder, she still favored Zhao Mengmeng in her heart.
Especially today, her uncle actually called the police, which completely violated Song Weiyi's bottom line, and her favorable impression of him plummeted.
Now seeing Pei Chenyang and Lin Miaoyu appear before her, Song Weiyi could only find it laughable and silently stood up with Pei Yibai.
"Uncle, Aunt, you've come?" Song Weiyi's tone was stiff, very awkward, as if she was a marionette being forced to speak and greet them.
"Yes." Lin Miaoyu sighed and, seeing that Pei Chenyang didn't speak, simply continued to act as his spokesperson.
