Zhao Mengmeng smiled lightly, nodding her head and said, "It is indeed a very serious matter, I just hope that mom and dad won't kill me after they know."
This statement left her parents, present at the scene, completely foggy-headed, not understanding what their daughter meant at all.
As for Pei Chenyang, he knew the deeper meaning behind Zhao Mengmeng's words.
His hand gripped the chopsticks tightly, thankfully they were made of stainless steel, otherwise if they were wooden, they would probably have snapped in half by now.
Pei Chenyang's gaze bore into Zhao Mengmeng, was she going to come clean? Not allowing him to say a word, but confessing to her parents herself?
Seemingly sensing Pei Chenyang's stare, Zhao Mengmeng's gaze slowly met his.
In his eyes, filled with intense questioning, Zhao Mengmeng also looked at him commandingly.
The warning in her eyes was unmistakable.
