trap rose

Pei Qingqing was extremely dissatisfied before leaving.

There was still an aggrieved and unwilling expression on his face.

But despite this, Pei Qingqing still went out.

There was a cold wind blowing outside, and Pei Qingqing always felt extremely depressed.

It was obviously just a small accident. In the past, Pei Zhiyao would never have done this to him.

The current situation made Pei Qingqing feel at a loss.

Not long after, Zhao Moxuan called, and some hints of concern could be heard intermittently.

"Where are you? I'll pick you up."

Pei Qingqing wrapped her clothes tightly and lingered at the door of the villa for a long time.

"This is my brother's villa, come here, I'm not driving."

"Your brother won't send you back?"

In an instant, the softest place in Pei Qingqing's heart seemed to have been touched for a moment.

She subconsciously wanted to dodge, but was still exposed by Zhao Moxuan.

"Your brother just has a bad temper. You wait outside and I'll go find you."

at the same time.

Pei Zhiyao in the room was in a particularly heavy mood.

After Pei Qingqing left, Pei Zhiyao's mood did not ease, but became more serious.

If Pei Qingqing hadn't done it intentionally, Wen Mian wouldn't have been injured.

It seems that it was his own negligence that allowed Pei Qingqing to succeed.

He was heartbroken and immediately called Wen Mian.

There was a bit of distance on the other side, as if he didn't want to talk too much to himself.

"How are you resting? Does your wrist still hurt?"

She first responded politely to Pei Zhiyao, and then sternly rejected him.

"Fortunately, it doesn't hurt much. The anesthetic has passed."

"If you feel uncomfortable, I can go and stay with you."

"unnecessary."

Wen Mian refused happily.

She spoke faster, eager to hang up the phone quickly.

"You have a good rest at home. I can do it alone. I don't need help from others. If there is nothing wrong with you, I will hang up."

"Eh……"

She said about to hang up the phone.

Unexpectedly, before he could do this, Pei Zhiyao from the opposite side couldn't wait to interrupt.

"You don't want to chat with me that much?"

Wen Mian was very honest and didn't give Pei Zhiyao any face. "You also know that I don't want to talk to you, so there's no need to make yourself miserable. Let's leave this matter alone and there's no need to mention it again in the future."

"Really? When you came back, you told me that you would not let Pei Qingqing go. I just want to ask, what means are you going to use to not let her go?"

Wen Mian suddenly fell silent.

For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

The anger inside could not be suppressed.

But Wen Mian felt that his current anger was no match for the emotion present at the time.

She would not make it easy for Pei Qingqing, at least not in the recent period.

But Pei Qingqing is Pei Zhiyao's sister after all.

She chuckled lightly and didn't speak for a while.

"Don't worry about my affairs. If you interfere, I will never care about you again."

"What if I help you?"

Wen Mian opened his mouth, feeling unbelievable in his heart.

Although the two are not biological siblings, their relationship and affection are deeper than their own.

How could he not help Pei Qingqing?

"You don't have to tease me, I don't need your help."

The phone hangs up.

Wen Mian let out a long sigh of relief, as if a big stone in his heart suddenly fell to the ground.

Over the years, Wen Mian has never resisted the Pei family.

It's time for her to make plans for herself now.

At the very least, don't allow yourself to be wronged.

-

"Amy, how are you preparing for Wen Mian's performance?"

It's approaching twelve o'clock.

Most contacted Amy Cheng to finalize tomorrow's performance.

Cheng Amy sighed, feeling miserable.

"Don't mention it. We were all well prepared and just waiting to go on stage tomorrow. Who would have thought that something unexpected happened today."

Before he could continue what he said, he heard the sound of a cup breaking on Most's side.

Accompanied by a "boom" sound.

Amy Cheng's heart tightened and she quickly became concerned.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Most picked up the broken cup, but Wen Mian was still in his heart.

"I'm fine. What did you just say? Why did Wen Mian have an accident?"