Song Weiyi snorted, glaring at him fiercely, "Do you think I'd believe such nonsense? Are you going to tell me or not?"
"I already did, but you don't believe me."
His gaze assessed the nearby Song Weiyi. As soon as the car started, she was sure to bump into the backrest.
To spare her from the pain of hitting her wound, Pei Yibai simply picked up Song Weiyi and placed her on his lap, facing him.
"Hey? What are you doing?" Song Weiyi was slightly startled, her hands instinctively supporting his shoulders.
But such a position made her feel awkward.
His fingers gently caressed Song Weiyi's cheek, and he said softly, "Sitting like this, you won't bump into anything. Don't move around, the car is starting."
As he spoke, the car indeed started moving, and Song Weiyi didn't have the chance to voice her refusal.
Seeing this, Song Weiyi silently stopped struggling and refusing.
However, she looked at Pei Yibai hesitantly, "I'm quite heavy. If your legs go numb, remember to tell me."
