"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhixi glared at him, and seeing her son eavesdropping with his ears perked up, she quickly dragged Pei Yuanchen by the sleeve into the living room, "Listen, don't you dare mess with things between me and He Jingyao!"
He still chuckled lazily, "Are you sure you don't need my help? I could pack you up and deliver you to his bed... I guarantee he'll forgive you once he's pleased."
"Pei Yuanchen!" Zhixi couldn't help but laugh and cry.
"Or should I pack him up and deliver him to your bed? Although it's a bit more difficult, it's not impossible." He stroked his chin, thinking seriously.
Zhixi couldn't help but imagine the scene of He Jingyao being delivered to her bed… and then she was spectacularly embarrassed.
"...Anyway, you're not allowed to interfere!" Zhixi warned him with a red face, "When Dad comes back, talk business with him and then hurry back to Country S!"
"Everyone's in Yangdong City, and it's so boring for me to be alone in Country S."
