After a long day of work, and having been forced to stay awake while waiting for Pei Siyu to return, Mingyao was exhausted and could no longer hold on.

She lay on the sofa and drifted off to sleep.

In a daze, I could hear Wu Ma carefully calling to Master Pei and the sound of leather shoes stepping on the porcelain floor.

A sudden chill ran through her body as the cold wind hit her exposed skin, causing Mingyao to shiver involuntarily.

She frowned and subconsciously fumbled for her shawl, trying to ward off the chill.

Suddenly, I grabbed a scalding hot object; it felt very strange.

Mingyao was fast asleep and didn't care about anything else, so she grabbed something that looked like a hand warmer and covered herself with it.

"Su! Xue! Ya!"

A voice, filled with anger yet incredibly magnetic, exploded in her ear, the words almost squeezed out between clenched teeth striking Mingyao's eardrums with a thud, abruptly pulling her from her deep sleep.

Mingyao jolted awake and struggled to open her tightly closed eyelids.

"Um?"

She looked up at the sound, and a young man with a very dark face entered her blurry vision.

At this moment, the man's sharp, hawk-like black eyes burned with a fury powerful enough to devour everything.

Sleepiness and exhaustion made Mingyao extremely slow to react. "Who are you?"

She was sound asleep when she was disturbed for no reason. She was so irritated that she was about to lose her temper, and her wrist suddenly tightened.

The force increased even more, nearly crushing her wrist while lifting her off the sofa.

The drowsiness vanished with the pain in her wrist. Mingyao, barely containing her anger, almost burst out cursing, "Yes..."

The imposing "Who?" she uttered abruptly changed after seeing the man standing right in front of her, and she said with a smile, "Master Pei."

At this moment, Pei Siyu's flawless face was filled with rage, and his sharp features became even more ferocious and terrifying.

He grabbed Mingyao's wrist and lifted her up like a chick.

The vast difference in strength left Mingyao completely defenseless against the man, like a catfish on a chopping board.

She blinked like a startled fawn, her glassy pupils misting over, her pale lips trembling, too frightened to utter a single word for a long time.

"Su Xueya, what exactly are you trying to do?!"

He rushed back to confront her, only to find Mingyao curled up on the sofa as soon as he entered.

Wu's mother said that Mingyao was waiting for him at the door in her pajamas. She was worried that Mingyao would catch a cold, so she asked Mingyao to wait on the sofa. But Mingyao fell asleep while waiting.

Mingyao seemed to have overheard his conversation with Wu Ma, and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Pei Siyu thought she was pretending to be asleep, and then he thought of Mingyao's attempt to seduce Pei Zhao and sow discord between the uncle and nephew. His last shred of reason was extinguished by anger.

Enraged, Pei Siyu ripped off his shawl as a warning.

Unexpectedly, Mingyao was so bold that she grabbed his hand and shamelessly placed it on her bulging breasts.

Pei Siyu hates being tricked the most.

Especially a wicked woman like Mingyao, who is both crude and despicable!

It's one thing to play the victim repeatedly to get her attention, but to be so shameless as to pretend to be asleep and seduce him!

Enraged, Pei Siyu ruthlessly dragged Mingyao off the sofa.

Mingyao was a little confused.

Even if Pei Siyu knew that Pei Zhao had asked for her contact information at the company, she shouldn't be this angry.

It looked like they were going to devour her.

"Master Pei, I... I'm waiting for you."

Mingyao feigned fear, shrinking her neck and looking at Pei Siyu with misty, teary eyes, her voice trembling as she asked, "Did I do something to upset you?"

She gathered her emotions, squeezed out a single tear, and said, "If I made you unhappy, I apologize."

Pei Siyu's sharp gaze was fixed on Mingyao, whose little face was wrinkled and on the verge of tears. "Still pretending!"

"You think you can fool me by pretending to be weak?!"

He increased the pressure, and Mingyao's eyebrows immediately furrowed.

"Hiss." She gasped, her reddened eyes making her small, pale face look even more bloodless.

With a sob in her voice, Mingyao pleaded, "Master Pei, I'm not faking it... It hurts so much, please let me go, okay?"

Standing to the side, Wu Ma was also frightened and turned pale upon seeing this.

Mingyao's body was as fragile as a flower that would wither at the slightest touch; how could she withstand such torment from Master Pei?

"Master Pei, let's talk this out."

"Miss Su has to go to work tomorrow, and getting a minor injury is not good."

Wu Ma's reminder brought a sliver of clarity back to Pei Siyu's furious state of mind.

His dark eyes, which had lost some of their anger, were now filled with a chilling coldness as he looked coldly at Mingyao, whose face was streaked with tears.

Mingyao looked into his eyes with teary eyes, her round almond-shaped eyes filled with resentment and endless grievance.

"Mr. Pei, do you have some misunderstanding about me?"

Her soft, tearful voice was incredibly soothing, like an electric current coursing through Pei Siyu's body.

His eyes darkened, and he said mockingly, "What misunderstanding could I possibly have about you?"

After saying that, Pei Siyu groaned and released his grip without warning.

Mingyao slumped limply on the sofa, the bluish-purple marks on her fair wrists particularly horrifying.

She clutched the bruises on her wrist, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes.

Brutal man!

Without saying a word, he attacked, showing no mercy whatsoever!

Just wait, once I've won him over, I'll make him taste the same suffering and grievances he's going through!

Suppressing her resentment, Mingyao continued to dress up as a delicate white flower. She lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip, and tears silently fell from the corners of her eyes. "Master Pei, how am I supposed to know what the misunderstanding is if you don't tell me?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Siyu looked down at her condescendingly and said with a mocking laugh, "You know perfectly well what you've done!"

Mingyao looked at him in confusion, "I went to work as usual and didn't do anything."

But the next second, as if suddenly remembering something, she tentatively asked, "Did this happen at the company?"

"Don't you know perfectly well?"

Mingyao pursed her lips, and before she could explain, tears fell like pearls from a broken string.

His shoulders trembled, much like a kitten shivering under a car in the rainy night.

Pei Siyu's eyes narrowed sharply. This woman really was always putting on an act, pretending to be weak!

"Mr. Pei, Young Master Pei wanted my contact information. There were colleagues watching, and I had no choice but to bring up the fact that I was married."

After saying that, she immediately added, "But don't worry, Mr. Pei, I didn't say who my marriage partner is."

Mingyao forced a smile across her tear-streaked face and looked at Pei Siyu with utmost sincerity. "I know that Master Pei doesn't like me and doesn't want anyone to know about our marriage. Don't worry, I won't mention you to anyone."

Pei Siyu could not find fault with these words.

It's true that Pei Zhao asked for Ming Yao's contact information, and it's also true that she said she wouldn't talk about her marriage partner when she got married.

The only question is why Pei Zhao would be interested in Ming Yao?

Born into the Pei family, Pei Zhao was never short of women.

Mingyao is beautiful, but Pei Zhao has also seen women who are even more beautiful and charming.

But why is he so obsessed with Mingyao?