Suddenly, a cool sensation touched my chin.
Before Mingyao could react, her chin was suddenly lifted up.
Pei Siyu gripped her chin tightly, his cold face remaining expressionless.
"Cry, why are you crying?"
He wiped away Mingyao's tears without any gentleness and said in a low voice, "Don't cry again next time!"
Mingyao blinked, sniffed, and then asked softly, "Does President Pei feel sorry for me?"
He stared at Mingyao intently, without answering.
Only when the doctor's voice came from the side did Pei Siyu shake off her chin and go to get the test report.
The test results were good; Mingyao is in good health.
Pei Siyu casually tossed the examination report to Mingyao and strode ahead with cold, austere steps.
Mingyao followed him in small steps.
Bad man, why are you walking so fast!
His legs were long; one of his steps was almost twice as long as hers.
The distance from the examination room to the hospital entrance wasn't far, and Mingyao followed Pei Siyu, panting heavily.
"Mr. Pei, could you slow down a bit?"
Mingyao, slightly out of breath, clutched Pei Siyu's sleeve and said weakly, "I'm so tired."
Pei Siyu said casually, "Your lung capacity wasn't this bad even when you were crying."
Mingyao: "???"
"I don't."
And does she cry often?
She pouted and followed closely behind Pei Siyu.
Whether it was because she was going down the steps or because Pei Siyu deliberately slowed down, Mingyao was able to walk side by side with him.
"Su Xueya!"
The hoarse voice, like a broken gong, pierced the sky and stabbed into Mingyao's ears.
Mingyao frowned, and in a daze, a dark figure ran towards her at top speed.
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