Zhen Shuangyan sneered as if someone had stepped on a sore spot, "The red flag doesn't fall at home, and the colorful flag flutters outside. Mr. Pei sure knows how to live."
The man opposite her heard these words, and his expression changed suddenly.
When did he become the person Zhen Shuangyan described as having the red flag at home and colorful flags outside?
He, the person involved, was completely unaware?
"Uh, Aunt, you might have misunderstood?" Xia Yueqing weakly interjected.
"Xiaoyue, are you truly or feignedly dumb? People have come to declare war, yet you're still stubbornly confused..." Zhen Shuangyan was desperate enough to pry open Xia Yueqing's head to see what was inside.
Moreover, she had resolutely claimed she had broken up with Pei Yiting a while ago.
Now they were reconciled and seemed even closer than before, showing how skillful Pei Yiting was at turning Xiaoyue around.
