"Rip," her clothes tore, and that was Pei Yibai's best response to her.
Song Weiyi was both shocked and ashamed, her gaze constantly darting to the entrance, which was not locked, fearing that someone could burst in at any moment.
"Too late." Pei Yibai gently pinched her chin, with a hint of laughter spilling from his throat.
"Only a real encounter can prove the truth."
"Don't mess around, I'm still carrying our baby." Song Weiyi was fuming, kicking him.
But Pei Yibai caught her delicate foot, decisively removing her boot from it.
"Pei Yibai, don't go too far." Song Weiyi's voice was hoarse after crying, filled with both shame and grievance.
With two "clangs," her shoes were thrown to the ground.
Song Weiyi felt like a fish on a chopping board, unable to push Pei Yibai away and could only wait for him to deliver her verdict.
"I'm going too far?" Pei Yibai looked down at her, his question retortive.
"Who was it that took Fu Qishan's words for truth just now?"
