There was not the slightest surprise in Pei Jingxiao's reaction.
Instead, he laughed arrogantly.
"Hahaha..."
"That's for hitting me!"
"Serves you right!"
Realizing his laughter was a bit too loud, he quickly shut his mouth in fear of being overheard.
But as he himself said, he only wanted to retaliate against Wen Xu for hitting him, not to continue making things difficult for him.
So after returning a punch, he was ready to leave.
But when he withdrew his gaze and saw the person before him, he stopped in his tracks.
Mu Yunchu was being led in by the housekeeper, just five meters away from them.
She first looked at Wen Xu, whose face was still evidently wounded, then turned with some puzzlement to Pei Jingxiao, who stood there dumbly.
A few seconds later, she looked away again.
"Do you... know each other?" The old housekeeper's voice sounded behind them.
His voice was mixed with a bit of suspicion.
