Tears welled up in her eyes as she declared, "I love Mr. Pei, I love Mr. Pei the most..."
Pei Heyan's heart felt somewhat soothed.
He begrudgingly spared Wen Tang.
The night passed, and Wen Tang was utterly worn out.
Her body ached as if it had been run over by a vehicle.
Struggling, she turned her head to look at the spot beside her.
Pei Heyan was gone.
Glancing at the time, it was six-fifty.
He must already be on his way to the company.
Wen Tang cried out in pain as she propped herself up with her arm, trying to sit up in bed.
After several unsuccessful attempts,
she collapsed back on the bed and ceased her futile struggles.
Having taken the day off and with nothing to do, she arranged to meet Cao Yinqiong at the mall entrance in two hours.
When her body felt a bit better, she left the house.
Seeing Cao Yinqiong anxiously looking around at the mall entrance, frequently checking the time on her wrist, Wen Tang teased, "I'm not late, am I?"
