Pei Yiting furrowed his sword-like eyebrows and loudly retorted, "I refused? How come I don't know about it?"
The expression on his face made it seem as if he hadn't just been sarcastic with her.
Xia Yueqing was so upset that she laughed.
Wasn't his earlier disdainful tone a thorough enough rejection?
Does he really need to outright say, "Stop fantasizing. You're so ugly, I wouldn't marry you," for it to count as a rejection?
Xia Yueqing, lost in her thoughts, was abruptly defeated by Pei Yiting's comment, "Alright, less talking and lead the way inside."
Xia Yueqing was taken aback, trembling slightly as she asked, "President Pei, are you in such a hurry?"
In truth, she had just been expressing her determination. This swift pace was too quick to catch up with Xia Yueqing's mind.
How is Pei Yiting even quicker than his mother?
"My mom is eager for grandchildren, should I not be in a hurry?" Pei Yiting calmly asked back.
Poof... Xia Yueqing's expression faltered once more.
