Xia Yueqing returned to the house. Pei Yiting walked toward her, taking advantage of the fact that no one else was paying attention, and pulled her by the hand into a random room.
It was the guest room on the first floor, with the door and windows closed, making it feel somewhat dark.
She was pinned against the door by Pei Yiting, unable to move, as his hand rested on her waist and his deep, seductive voice whispered in her ear.
"So? Did you convince your aunt?"
Xia Yueqing nudged him, "I think I did."
Talking is one thing, but why come here just to talk? And in this position, it could cause trouble.
"Think?"
"Anyway, there's no more delay." Talking about this, Xia Yueqing let out a sigh of relief.
"Hmm, that's good then."
After a minute of silence, Xia Yueqing saw no response from him and gave a gentle push. "We should go out."
Saying this, her hand reached out to the side to try and turn on the light.
