He immediately set his phone to silent, frightened of screwing up or that Pei Yibai might call again later.
A few minutes passed, and there was no further call from Pei Yibai.
He didn't respond immediately, but instead stepped out of the room.
Pei Yibai stood in front of the living room balcony, talking on the phone.
As he came out, Pei Yibai had just hung up his phone, turned around, and slowly walked back in.
There were only two people in the living room, and Pei Yibai's gaze scrutinized the man before him from head to toe.
"What's your relation to Zhao Mengmeng?" He had entered the place and—for the first time—asked such a sharp question.
Pei Chenyang thought to himself, what was his great-nephew up to? Why had he suddenly started to inquire about Zhao Mengmeng's affairs?
"Boyfriend?" Without waiting for a response, Pei Yibai asked again.
"Mr. Pei, you've misunderstood. I'm just a bodyguard and a friend..."
