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Back in the car, Pei Yibai didn't rush to drive away. It was already the end of the workday, and since there was no need to return to the company, he was not in a hurry to get home.
He turned his body toward Song Weiyi's direction.
But Song Weiyi completely ignored him, staring out at the scenery, intending to leave him hanging?
"Are you hungry? Do you want some plums?"
Opening the storage compartment, he took out a box of plums and some chocolate.
Song Weiyi cast a sour glance at them, a sugar-coated shell, which she would not accept.
"Really don't want them? Then I'll eat them." Seeing her silent, Pei Yibai touched his chin and tore off the chocolate's wrapper.
He actually started eating it himself.
The sweet aroma of chocolate filled the car, wafting to Song Weiyi's nose, who was already ravenous, cursing Pei Yibai in her heart for doing it on purpose.
"Said to be brought back from France, seems there's not much difference."
Can't hear, can't hear, can't hear.
