Zhao Mengmeng positioned her phone properly, not sparing Pei Chenyang a glance as she snatched the handle of the stroller away.
"Mengmeng, don't be mad." Pei Chenyang's hand gently squeezed her shoulder.
He had predicted the consequences of Zhao Mengmeng finding out, but he still went ahead without any regrets.
"Fuck off." Zhao Mengmeng couldn't take it anymore.
At her outburst, Pei Chenyang instead chuckled, "Fine, let's fuck off together."
"Pei Chenyang, have you no shame?" Zhao Mengmeng gritted her teeth.
"Don't worry." Pei Chenyang looked at her seriously.
"Although I brought Tutu here today, we didn't smoke, play music, or gamble inside the private room."
A few grown men, practically sitting around drearily all night.
This was also one of the reasons He Chengzhi was so resentful.
Another reason was that he showed off his daughter too frequently.
"You…"
