It's not surprising that the old lady got suspicious when she was called Mrs. Pei in such a misleading way.
Instantly, Xia Yueqing's face turned livid. Pei Yiting, that bastard, did it on purpose.
At this moment, the old lady, feeling enlightened, kept asking, "Why aren't you speaking?"
Xia Yueqing glared at the man beside her, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
Without another word, she grabbed her suitcase and walked away.
The person who caused this problem should be the one to solve it.
She moved quickly, but Pei Yiting was even quicker, grabbing her hand.
Xia Yueqing hadn't come to her senses yet when suddenly she was lifted up by him, and the suitcase clattered to the floor.
"Yi, Yiting, be careful," the old lady reminded from behind, clutching her chest with lingering fear.
But no one was listening to her at this moment.
Seeing Pei Yiting carrying Xia Yueqing into the main bedroom and then slamming the door shut with a "bang."
