Ziyi walked over to his side, her face a bit pale.
Even if she was slow, she realized something.
"Uncle Xiaobao..." Her voice was timid.
Pei Yuanchen was silent for a moment, closed the car's trunk, held her hand, and said with a faint smile, "Nothing, I forgot to refuel the car."
Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, that's it... It's okay, let's just take a taxi back."
"That works, I'll leave the car here for now and have someone tow it tomorrow." Pei Yuanchen showed no clues, leading her to turn away.
But not far away, a tall figure was approaching.
Pei Yuanchen's gaze darkened. Before he could speak, Ziyi had already blurted out, "Jin Baiyan!"
The man approaching from the distance, who else could it be if not Jin Baiyan.
He quickly stood in front of them, smiled lightly, and said, "Car trouble? Why not come to my place for dinner? I'll host."
Ziyi didn't immediately respond; instead, she glanced at Pei Yuanchen, clearly seeking his opinion.
