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"You want to set clear boundaries with me?" Lin Miaoyu asked, her eyes widening in disbelief.
No matter what, she had never expected that things would not only fail to develop as she had imagined, but would instead completely push Pei Chenyang away.
"It's not like that. If you need help in the future, and it's something I can help with, I will. However, I must make it clear from the outset that if it's related to Zhao Mengmeng, I will choose to stand on her side."
Pei Chenyang had not finished speaking when a crisp "slap" sound resonated across his face.
It was Lin Miaoyu, who, in a fit of anger, had struck him.
Pei Chenyang, slapped by a woman for the first time in his life, looked sullen and displeased.
"Chenyang, and to think you said you would help take care of things. You've said that you would only help Zhao Mengmeng with things related to her, so what's the difference between your so-called help and care and non-existence?"
