Pei Yuanchen's face changed, and he couldn't help but curse, "Damn."
The implication was that if he dared to make a move on He Ziyi, he had to be prepared to take responsibility for her.
"Do you really think I wouldn't dare to start something and not finish it?" Pei Yuanchen sneered.
He Jingyao raised his eyebrows, looking deeply at him: "Go ahead and try."
Xiaobao finally swallowed the fruit in his mouth and sighed, "Uncle Xiaobao, you better not start something and not finish it, or I'll dislike you."
Great, even this little one is threatening him.
"What if I quit, okay?" Pei Yuanchen glared at He Jingyao, "Can't you get your sister a nimble female bodyguard?"
"Ziyi only wants you," He Jingyao smiled slightly, "Just accept your fate."
Pei Yuanchen took a deep breath, about to swear, when He Jingyao decisively shut the door and turned to take his son to the restroom.
...
Pei Yuanchen glared at the tightly closed door, his face looking unusually unpleasant.
