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Answering her was the sight of Pei Chenyang's back, growing more resolute as he walked away.
Zhao Mengmeng, utterly furious, got up and only managed to see Pei Chenyang pulling open the door to his room.
Her mind suddenly went blank.
"Pei Chenyang, is this some kind of cosmic joke especially to torment me?" Zhao Mengmeng couldn't afford to delay any longer and hurriedly put on her coat to leave.
In the instant Pei Chenyang opened the door, he happened to encounter Song Weiyi, who had been eavesdropping at the door, listening to their conversation.
"Uncle…" Song Weiyi let out a forced laugh, having not anticipated Pei Chenyang suddenly coming over to open the door.
"Weiyi." Pei Chenyang nodded and walked past her without saying another word.
He didn't engage in further conversation with Song Weiyi, instead heading toward the stairs.
