After speaking, Pei Xiaoman lowered her head, glaring fiercely at Fang Yi, gritting her teeth.
Didn't this guy say he wouldn't follow me? How did he end up here? He is completely untrustworthy.
With her father and neighbors around, Pei Xiaoman couldn't lash out. Looking at Fang Yi sitting calmly on the bench, his expression unperturbed, as if he had no guilt at all, Pei Xiaoman immediately thought of three words: thick-skinned!
Pei Xiaoman went over to Pei Mingyuan, pulled his sleeve, and headed toward the kitchen.
Once in the kitchen, before Pei Xiaoman could speak, Pei Mingyuan asked first, "Do you two have a grudge?"
"A grudge?"
Pei Xiaoman thought about it. If she were to think carefully, there wasn't really any grudge, it's just that this guy kept following her to Little Bi Garden and now appeared in front of her family's restaurant; this is simply a stalker.
Yet, upon reflection, he hadn't really done anything heinous to her.
