Translator: _Min_
Pei ngzhi imdiately turned his gaze to Si Fuqing.
Si Fuqing hadn’t left. She leaned against her bicycle with her arms crossed.
Around them, people bustled to and from, casting frequent glances their way. She wore only a pair of sunglasses but remained coolly indifferent, as if utterly unafraid of attracting public attention.
“Hello?” Mrs. Pei picked up her phone, her expression icy. “Go on.”
Sothing was said on the other end.
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