Mingyao nestled in Pei Siyu's arms, her face flushed. She whispered, "Honey, can you let me go first?"

They've been married for two lifetimes, but she really didn't have the guts to be affectionate in front of so many people.

"no."

Mingyao: "???"

She gritted her teeth and called out again into Pei Siyu's ear, "Honey, let's go quickly!"

"Okay, let's go."

Pei Siyu's face was expressionless, but the elation in his eyes made Mingyao momentarily dazed.

Is this guy still the cold-faced devil I remember?

Mingyao covered her face and chased after Pei Siyu, fleeing the mall as if she were escaping.

The assistant caught a glimpse of Mingyao in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

As soon as she came out of the mall, Mingyao's cheeks were flushed, and she looked very tense.

"Miss Su, are you feeling unwell?"

No, no.

"Why is Miss Su's face so red? Does she have a fever?"

Mingyao instinctively covered her burning face and exclaimed, "Huh?"

Was her face really that red?

A sneer came from beside her ear, and Mingyao covered her face and looked at Pei Siyu.

Pei Siyu pretended to be nonchalant, watching the scenery flash by outside the car window, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Mingyao glared at him resentfully.

It's all his fault!

If he hadn't forced himself on her in the mall, her face wouldn't still be burning with fever.

Mingyao's mood calmed down a bit after arriving at the Su family's old residence.

“Pei…”

As soon as he uttered a single word, Pei Siyu's gaze fell upon the man with the knife.

Mingyao immediately changed her address to "husband".

He was finally satisfied.

Jiang E was surprised to see Ming Yao and Pei Siyu, and greeted them with a smile as they entered the door.

Mingyao, carrying watercolor paints, looked around but didn't see Su Yao.

Jiang E said with a headache, "Xiao Yao has been locking himself in his room since last week."

"No one is allowed to go in except for the nanny who brings the meals."

She looked at Mingyao with a hint of resentment: "He is a man of his word. Don't make promises lightly if you don't mean them."

Jiang E was right, and Ming Yao had no way to refute it.

She had promised to give Su Yao a gift, so it was only natural that she would be blamed for not doing so.

Pei Siyu suddenly said, "Ms. Jiang, didn't you know that Xiaoxue had an accident last week?"

"She had already bought the gift on the day of the accident."

"I think Su Yao will understand her."

Jiang E's expression was unfriendly, but she dared not offend Pei Siyu, so she could only force a smile.

Mingyao stared blankly at Pei Siyu, feeling a surge of emotion.

"Let's go."

Before Mingyao could react, Pei Siyu grabbed her wrist.

He pulled her towards Su Yao's room on the second floor.

Mingyao stared at his back and quickened her pace to catch up.

Standing outside Su Yao's door, Ming Yao took a deep breath and gently knocked twice.

"Yaoyao, I'm here."

There was no response from the other side of the door, so Mingyao spoke again: "Yaoyao, I'm sorry, I didn't keep my promise to bring you the watercolor powder."

"You can complain about your sister however you want."

No one paid any attention to her, which made Mingyao a little flustered.

Will Su Yao's autism worsen because she broke her promise?

Mingyao kept apologizing at the door, and Pei Siyu also tentatively communicated with Su Yao, asking him to open the door first.

The two of them stood at the door for a full half hour, and Mingyao's mouth was already dry.

She sighed repeatedly; it seemed the little guy was really angry with her.

In her past life, she didn't have much contact with Su Yao and didn't know how to please this little guy.

She approached Jiang E, who shrugged, indicating that she was powerless to help.

Mingyao squatted at the door, trying to find ways to make Su Yao happy.

Jiang E came over to persuade her: "That's just how Xiao Yao is. You and President Pei shouldn't wait here."

"The food is ready, let's go down and eat."

Mingyao shook her head and insisted on staying here.

Pei Siyu didn't move an inch, staying by Mingyao's side.

She squatted on the ground, leaning against the door, talking to herself in a disjointed manner.

With a creak.

Su Yao suddenly opened the door and stared intently at Ming Yao: "Sister, are you sure it's not because you hate me that you didn't come?"

Su Yao's face was covered in tears, and his eyes were red and swollen.

Ming Yao's heart melted. She quickly hugged Su Yao and kept apologizing, "It's our fault that my sister and brother didn't come. It has nothing to do with you."

"Besides, Yaoyao is so cute and well-behaved, how could we dislike you?"

Mingyao cupped Su Yao's tear-streaked face and said earnestly, "Sister and brother really like Yaoyao."

Su Yao hugged Ming Yao tightly, noticed the gauze on her arm, and asked indistinctly, "Sister, your arm."

She smiled and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing, just a minor injury."

She gently patted Su Yao's head and asked, "Have you forgiven your sister?"

Su Yao frowned and said seriously, "I'm not angry with my sister. I thought my brother and sister didn't like me."

He hugged Mingyao again, his tears falling even more heavily.

"Okay, don't cry. This is a gift that your sister and brother picked out for you together."

Su Yao took the bag and held the art supplies inside with great care.

Mingyao, who had been squatting by the door trying to soothe Su Yao, was in a hurry to go to the toilet and asked Pei Siyu to take the little guy downstairs for dinner.

Su Yao grasped Pei Siyu's large hand and asked, "Brother, is sister injured because of me?"

"no."

"It's because her brother didn't protect her well."

Su Yao thought for a moment and then asked, "Was she not here because she was injured?"

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