All he wanted to do now was get the bag out of there as quickly as possible.

But it wouldn't be appropriate to throw it away in front of Mingyao, so he could only carry it.

"Xia Kexing, you're so stingy!" Mingyao heard her colleague's teasing voice and looked in the direction of the sound.

Five or six elegantly dressed female colleagues were surrounding Xia Kexing, making sarcastic remarks.

Mingyao looked surprised; it seemed she wasn't the only one dressed in casual clothes today.

Xia Kexing wore a high ponytail, a blue and black plaid shirt over a white tank top, denim shorts, and white sneakers, looking like a girl next door.

"Tch, dressed so tacky and trying to show off how different she is?"

A colleague sarcastically remarked, "Does she really think she's Cinderella?"

Xia Kexing curled her hands into a fist and looked at them with a forced smile. "What I wear is none of your business."

"Instead of worrying about what I wear, you should redo your makeup. You all look like ghosts, and you still have the nerve to laugh at me?"

Her words struck a nerve with them.

Several female colleagues cursed Xia Kexing with even more vicious words.

The latter, however, did not take it to heart and debated with the group of scholars, holding his own.

"What era are we living in? Still using appearance and clothing to mock people?" Pei Zhao sneered as he stepped forward, staring coldly at his female colleagues. "Even children wouldn't do this. Don't you adults feel ashamed?"

The female colleagues who had been so arrogant just moments before turned pale with fright when they saw him.

Xia Kexing looked at Pei Zhao with a mixture of surprise and delight, "Mr. Pei, thank you for helping me."

"You're welcome." He glanced at Xia Kexing and casually tossed the bag to her. "Go change."

Xia Kexing was flattered. "This is..." She took out the dress from the bag and was surprised. "Mr. Pei, I can't accept it."

The clothes have no brand name, but you can tell they're not cheap just by looking at the quality.

Xia Kexing, carrying the bag, followed closely behind Pei Zhao. "Young Master Pei, I can't accept this reward without having done anything right."

Her expression was serious, and her tone was resolute.

Pei Zhao was getting impatient with her chasing him, "Just take it. If you don't like it, just throw it in the trash."

After saying that, he strode away.

Xia Kexing stared blankly at that retreating figure, her heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks and the tips of her ears turned crimson.

"Thank you for helping me again."

She hugged her clothes tightly, a smile blooming in her eyes.

Pei Zhao is always so gentle with me. I wish I could be his girlfriend.

Lost in thought, Xia Kexing turned her head and saw Ming Yao.

Even if she didn't want to notice, it was hard not to. Mingyao's dark green dress wasn't eye-catching and looked ordinary compared to her female colleagues' gorgeous dresses.

Despite the dress being so plain and lacking in design, Mingyao managed to wear it with elegance and charm, making people unable to resist taking a second look as the skirt swayed.

The snowflake silver pendant around her neck perfectly complemented her dress, making her look absolutely stunning.

"Tch, all show and no substance," Xia Kexing muttered, taking the dress to her room to change.

When she went to the second floor of the yacht, her colleagues had already surrounded Mingyao and were showering her with compliments.

Xia Kexing ignored it and just wanted to quickly change into the dress Pei Zhao had given her.

However, while she was looking for a room to change her clothes, she unexpectedly bumped into Pei Siyu.

"Hello, Mr. Pei!"

Xia Kexing looked at the man in front of her with a mixture of admiration and fear, her heart leaping into her throat.

Pei Siyu had a cold and stern face, with delicate eyebrows and eyes that were as cold as ice, and he exuded a chilling aura that made people want to stay away.

Wherever he goes, it's no exaggeration to say that the temperature will plummet below zero.

Xia Kexing stood nervously on one side of the corridor, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to leap out of her chest.

As Pei Siyu walked past her, Xia Kexing's gaze was unconsciously drawn to his brooch.

"snowflake?"

Pei Siyu's piercing gaze shot out from his eyes, and Xia Kexing took a breath and immediately lowered her head.

Fortunately, he didn't say anything, glanced at Xia Kexing, and left.

Xia Kexing only dared to breathe normally after the person had completely disappeared from sight.

She stared in the direction Pei Siyu had left, recalling Pei Siyu's brooch, and inexplicably thought of Ming Yao's silver pendant.

Are they all snowflake designs a coincidence?

After changing into her formal dress, Xia Kexing was still thinking about snowflake-shaped accessories similar to those worn by Pei Siyu and Ming Yao.

Could it be that Mingyao and Pei Siyu are having an affair?

She was startled when the idea popped into her head.

That's outrageous, how could that be?

Pei Siyu is one of the most outstanding young talents in Haidu and one of the most promising young heirs of the Pei family.

What is Mingyao? A receptionist who's all show and no substance, a vixen who climbed the social ladder by relying on men.

Pei Siyu stood at the top of the pyramid, while Ming Yao was at the bottom.

The two people are mismatched in terms of wealth and experience; the only thing they match is their appearance.

A man as outstanding and near-perfect as Pei Siyu wouldn't choose a female partner based solely on appearance.

Furthermore, given Pei Siyu's wealth and power, he has countless beautiful women around him.

If he were a man who judged by appearance, he wouldn't still be single.

Xia Kexing walked back onto the yacht and first noticed Mingyao chatting with her colleagues.

She picked up the champagne and began her search for Pei Siyu.

Meanwhile, the man was sitting in a corner, talking with his assistant, Manager Zhang, and others, but his eyes were looking into the distance.

Xia Kexing's heart skipped a beat. She stood in the same direction as Pei Siyu and followed his gaze.

Are you kidding me?!

The person he was looking at was Ming Yao!

"Impossible, impossible!" Her eyes widened involuntarily.

That's ridiculous.

To calm herself down, Xia Kexing picked up her glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Without evidence, it's just speculation; she's already been warned twice for allegedly spreading rumors.

This time, she's determined to find the evidence!

“You look good dressed too.” Pei Zhao’s voice came suddenly from behind.

Xia Kexing's eyes suddenly lit up, joy appeared on her face, and her cheeks and ear tips quickly turned red.

"Young Master Pei."

Upon seeing Pei Zhao, she couldn't contain her joy, and even her voice became much lighter and clearer.

Xia Kexing lifted her skirt, her sparkling eyes looking at Pei Zhao who was so close to her, "I really like this dress."

Pei Zhao gave a detached smile. "If you like it, that's fine."

After saying that, he took the champagne and walked to the side of the yacht, leaned against the railing, and stared blankly at the surging sea.

Xia Kexing stood beside him, scrutinizing Pei Zhao's profile.

The soft, orange light of the fairy lights shone on his profile, adding a touch of melancholy to his unruly features.

The bright and gentle boy I remember also had this melancholy side.

Xia Kexing's heart raced, and she became even more enamored with him.

"Mr. Pei, what are you thinking about?"

She brushed a stray hair behind her ear and looked at him shyly.

Pei Zhao's thoughts returned, a bitter smile playing on his lips. "It's nothing."

A moist, salty sea breeze blew in, and Xia Kexing took a deep breath. "Um... Mr. Pei, thank you."