"President Pei, what's wrong?"

Pei Siyu looked at the wound on Mingyao's forehead and asked softly, "Does it hurt a lot?"

Mingyao then remembered that she was injured. She gently touched the wound and smiled nonchalantly, "It's okay."

She regretted it as soon as she finished speaking.

Pei Siyu's sudden action caught her off guard, causing her to completely forget her delicate and innocent persona.

Mingyao immediately changed her tune: "Ouch, Mr. Pei, that hurts!"

She frowned, looking at Pei Siyu with a hurt expression, tears welling up in her eyes.

She looked at Pei Siyu with a pitiful expression, and for some reason, she was a little afraid of Pei Siyu's gaze.

Pei Siyu stared intently at her, his gaze sharp, as if he could see right through her.

Does it hurt a lot?

Pei Siyu's cold face revealed a smile that sent chills down Mingyao's spine. "I'll apply the medicine for you."

"To avoid leaving scars."

Mingyao's lips twitched twice. "Thank you, President Pei."

She took Pei Siyu's arm affectionately and said sweetly, "President Pei is so good to me, I love President Pei the most."

She used a high-pitched, sticky voice.

Mingyao almost felt nauseous listening to it, but she was sure it was true that it involved seducing men.

But isn't her behavior a bit too bold?

In the past, even when she acted coquettishly and pitifully, she would only shed tears to win Pei Siyu's sympathy.

Now……

Realizing how cloying her actions were, Mingyao's face flushed red.

She had just pulled her hand away when Pei Siyu's thug grabbed her small hand: "Good to know."

Mingyao: "???"