"I'm impatient?" Pei Yan asked in return.
To Mei Wanying, he was just playing dumb.
"Why can't you just mind your own business?"
Her tone was sharp, and her chest heaved with obvious fury. "You are so infuriating!"
Pei Yan frowned. "Where are your manners?"
She might be delicate and prone to throwing tantrums, but she had been raised as a proper noble lady.
'Isn't she being a little too fierce right now?'
'He'd only asked offhandedly. If she hadn't looked at the list of names, it's not like he would have yelled at her.'
'He certainly wouldn't have held her down and forced her to marry someone.'
'So what was she so mad about?'
Perhaps because he was so used to seeing Mei Wanying's smiling face, Pei Yan found it genuinely jarring when she suddenly turned on him.
He just felt a deep sense of discomfort.
'He felt ill at ease, inside and out!'
'He gritted his teeth. If he already felt this awful, why should he keep indulging her?'
