Marked by My Stepbrother

Seeing her lack of the expected fury and grievance, Pei Zhiyao's eyes darkened.

"You're not upset?"

"Why should I be upset?"

Wen Mian found it quite amusing.

A low-quality human male like Zhao Moxuan, now taken by Pei Qingqing, let them harm each other. What was there for her to be upset about?

Pei Zhiyao lifted his eyes to look at her, but there was now an indiscernible emotion in them.

"Five years ago, you were shouting his name even in your dreams, Axuan, Axuan, calling him affectionately. I thought you were deeply in love with him."

Maybe it was just her imagination, but Wen Mian detected a hint of sarcasm.

At the mention of the name Axuan, her fists hanging by her sides tightened slightly.

Zhao Moxuan doesn't deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as Axuan.

After a while, Wen Mian let out a cold laugh.

"I didn't realize until now that Young Master Pei had a hobby of prying into others' privacy. Is it any of your business whom I call out for in my sleep? Or is it that you can't keep up the facade of a saint any longer and have exposed your true nature as a perverted voyeur?"

Her words were sharp, aimed directly at Pei Zhiyao's heart.

Such a reaction was naturally seen as an affirmation in Pei Zhiyao's eyes.

He struggled to control the sourness bubbling up in his heart, lifting the corners of his lips, while his fingertips turned slightly white from the unconscious force.

"So I hit the nail on the head, did I? Wen Mian, you defend Zhao Moxuan so fiercely? You can't stand others saying a single bad thing about him?"

Zhao Moxuan is nothing but a vain, cowardly man with no capabilities.

What charm does he possess, that even after five years without seeing him, Wen Mian can't let go?

Pei Zhiyao couldn't understand, and he dared not think further.

After a pause, his throat let out a deep laugh, "It's too bad, he's engaged now. No matter how much you can't let go, you will never be with him, so you might as well give up hope."

Wen Mian's expression grew even darker.

So he's been making these roundabout sarcastic remarks all this time, was he defending Pei Qingqing's territory, protecting her love?

Such a touching display of sibling affection!

Even though Wen Mian knew long ago that the Pei Family favored Pei Qingqing, the rage that surged up when she experienced it again, overshadowed reason.

"Oh? How can you be so sure I can never be with him? There's no man under the sky who won't cheat. As long as I want to, Pei Qingqing can never fulfil her wish to be with him!"

Wen Mian admitted she felt disgusted saying these insincere words. Zhao Moxuan wasn't worthy of her attention.

But she found it more satisfying to gross out the members of the Pei family, be it Pei Qingqing or Pei Zhiyao.

As expected, upon hearing her words, Pei Zhiyao's expression completely changed.

Before Wen Mian could revel in his reaction, she felt the world spin around her.

By the time she realized what was happening, she was already firmly pinned down by the man.

"You want to..."

The remaining words were drowned in the torrential downpour of Pei Zhiyao's kisses.

Wen Mian's mind went blank, her body going rigid.

Pei Zhiyao, this madman!

He was actually forcefully kissing her?!

Wen Mian's eyes widened in shock, exerting all her strength to push against the man on top of her.

But he remained immovable.

Suddenly, a scorching touch at her waist caused her to widen her eyes. The heat rapidly climbed onto her pale little face, which turned red as if it would explode.

Bastard!

She bit her lip tightly, yet she couldn't suppress all those sounds.

Seeing every unusual reaction from Wen Mian, Pei Zhiyao's eyes also darkened gradually, and without warning, he stopped.

In an instant, Wen Mian felt her breathing becoming uncontrollably rapid!