Before a word was even spoken, Nan Jiaojiao burst into tears.
Pei Dongshi instantly felt like he had been electrified.
His first reaction wasn't concern; he hung up the phone and tossed it aside like it was the plague.
What a close call.
Nan Jiaojiao rarely cries.
With her personality, she's like a tough guy.
If you hear her whimper, you're definitely in for bad luck.
However, Pei Dongshi still couldn't escape.
The moment the car left the garage, Nan Jiaojiao was standing at the door waiting.
She even pulled her hands out of her pockets, warmed from the cold, and waved at him.
She got into the passenger seat on her own.
Pei Dongshi's eyes twitched, "What are you doing?"
Nan Jiaojiao ignored him, pulled down the seatbelt latch, tugged it to make sure it was secure, and then said slowly, "Senior, I'm not in a good mood."
Pei Dongshi nearly had a heart attack for no reason.
"What are you trying to do to me now?"
