Silence.
This silence brought a stifling tension in the air of the study.
Pei Ge held her breath when she saw the cold and cutting gaze of Ji Ziming's father. Tiny beads of perspiration appeared on her forehead from the pressure.
"Miss Pei, let's stop beating around the bush. I know exactly what kind of person you are, so you don't have to pretend in front of me anymore." He continued coolly, leaning against his chair and looking at her evenly.
Right now, why would he still follow his wife's instructions to set aside his prejudice and properly chat with this woman before him?
"… Uncle, you're really mistaken about me." She pursed her lips tightly and cursed that annoying fellow in her mind.
Although this man misconstruing her was entirely due to her rashness, if not for Ji Ziming, she would never have to face off with his dad like this!
