Watching Pei Qingqing's figure retreating to the old residence, Wen Mian felt herself once again plunged into an unreal illusion.
She used to never speak to her like this.
Don't even mention how hard it was for her to call out the word "sister-in-law"; even seeing Wen Mian and Pei Zhiyao stand together would drive Pei Qingqing to wild jealousy and uncontrollable rage.
Now, what's come over her?
"Get in the car."
Seeing Wen Mian reluctant to move, Pei Zhiyao reminded her from the side.
As the car door opened, a blast of cold air rushed out, causing Wen Mian to shrink back for a moment.
But soon, that chill snapped Wen Mian fully back to her senses.
It was as if she realized something, and then her gaze at Pei Zhiyao wavered with uncertainty.
"Did you see Pei Qingqing's eyes just now? And did you hear her call me sister-in-law?"
Pei Zhiyao, however, remained calm and unperturbed.
"I saw it. Isn't it proper for her to call you sister-in-law?"
"But she…"
