Pei Dongshi laughed, "Listen, words like ambition aren't suited for a lazy person like you. Try another one, like sloth."
Nan Jiaojiao snorted quietly, not daring to make a sound. She reached out with her toe and gave a little push, setting the rocking chair in motion.
"At least wait until Zhenzhen's order is finished, and take it slow."
At first, Pei Dongshi didn't catch the meaning. After taking two sips of coffee, a sudden flash of insight hit him, and a hint of disbelief appeared in his eyes. He stared straight at her, "What do you mean? Are you planning to step out from behind the scenes and fight alongside your senior brother?"
"I'm about the right age. I've played around long enough; lately, I've had some free time, so I thought I should pick up some ambition. It's nice to have something to do."
Quite peculiar indeed.
