Inside the private room.

Yu Ling slowly savored the food, his slender fingers removing his glasses and placing them aside. He then elegantly served food to Yu Qiao, coaxing her softly, "Qiao, eat more. You've lost weight recently."

Yu Qiao smiled and agreed, eating the food that Yu Lingze had put on her plate while turning her head to give Pei Jin a sly smile.

Pei Jin gripped the chopsticks tightly with his fingers, the veins on his arms hidden under his clothes bulging, and his molars were almost grinding to powder.

Everything is normal on the desktop.

Beneath the desktop, however, lies a completely different scene.

Hazy, dim, ambiguous...

Yu Qiao could feel the warmth of his skin through the thin fabric; his legs were strong and powerful, just like the ones she had seen in the boxing ring.

I could feel the muscles in Pei Jin's calves becoming tighter and firmer little by little.

Yu Qiao's red lips curled up slightly, and her gaze towards Pei Jin was even more innocent and pure, yet her behavior was so flamboyant and bold.

Pei Jin avoided her gaze, his long neck flushed red, his fingertips trembling so much he couldn't even pick up the food, he could only purse his lips and lower his head.

Stunned and motionless.

How innocent!

Yu Qiao's fox-like eyes curved into a smile.

"Why are you laughing so happily?" Yu Lingze had eaten almost half of the food before belatedly realizing that Yu Qiao and Pei Jin didn't seem to have eaten much.

Yu Qiao suppressed her smile, looked at Pei Jin's uncomfortable and awkward expression, and slowly withdrew her foot. Her bright eyes rolled slightly, making her look dull and innocent: "Of course I'm happy to eat with my brother."

"What's wrong with me? Can't I even be happy?"

She spoke with perfect intonation, delicate and soft, penetrating to the bone, like a spider web that entangles you, making it impossible to escape.

Yu Lingze was powerless against Yu Qiao's coquettishness and could only chuckle and shake his head helplessly: "I thought you didn't like it."

"How could that be? I'm eating way too much right now!"

Yu Qiao said in an exaggerated manner, glancing at Pei Jin who was still quite unnatural out of the corner of her eye, and silently curled her red lips.

She stopped teasing Pei Jin and obediently sat down to eat the shrimp and crab that Yu Lingze had peeled.

Pei Jin gripped the chopsticks so tightly he felt they were about to break; his heart was pounding faster than he had ever felt before.

He slowly lifted his eyelashes and looked at Yu Qiao with a sly, inscrutable expression.

The little fox sat obediently, its black hair falling over its fair shoulders and back, revealing a section of its gleaming white neck and beautiful collarbone.

Wearing a red dress made her look even more charming.

Delicate and charming.

Pei Jin grabbed a bottle of wine haphazardly, tilted his head back and drank most of it to suppress the fire rising in his abdomen.

Yu Lingze is a naive and innocent person when it comes to love. He has excellent business acumen, but he is clueless and silly when it comes to relationships.

Just as he put down his chopsticks, Yu Lingze was called away by a phone call. He looked slightly apologetic: "Ah Qiao, there's an urgent matter at the company that I need to handle. I can't have dinner with you."

Yu Qiao was secretly delighted, but on the surface she blinked and pretended to be aggrieved and regretful: "Okay, okay."

Then he looked at Pei Jin and said, "Pei Jin, you are my brother, so my sister is your sister. Could you please take her home for me?"

Pei Jin didn't look up, but stiffly hummed in response.

Upon seeing this, Yu Ling quickly left the private room.

Without Yu Lingze, the atmosphere in the private room became subtle. Yu Qiao no longer held back, a smile on her beautiful and charming face, her fox-like eyes crinkling, her hands supporting her chin, tilting her head, her voice sweet as honey.

"Brother Pei Jin, why aren't you saying anything?"

With a "snap," Pei Jin broke the chopsticks in two.

"Ah!" Yu Qiao covered her mouth, feigning panic, and blinked her big eyes at him: "Brother Pei Jin, you are really strong."

Pei Jin felt completely lost, as if he had been thrown into a furnace. His mouth was dry, and he kept drinking glass after glass of wine, but he wasn't drunk at all; on the contrary, he became even more sober.

"Brother Pei Jin, drinking alcohol is bad for your stomach."

Like a seductive little fox spirit, she picked up the chopsticks she had used with her fair and delicate fingers and handed them to Pei Jin, her voice alluring: "Use these chopsticks, Brother Pei Jin. This time, please don't break them."

Pei Jin sat upright, like a wall or a sculpture, motionless, his dark, damp eyes staring straight at her.

Only his bright red earlobes and trembling lips betrayed his nervousness and unease.

He had never had such ambiguous contact with a woman before.

In particular, he noticed Yu Qiao at the underground boxing ring today. She was very beautiful, the kind of beauty that you couldn't forget after just one look, especially her eyes.

Even a simple eye contact caused him to lose focus during the match; otherwise, he wouldn't have been struck by Wang Quan.

I never expected that she would be Yu Lingze's younger sister. Just now, this little fox even touched him with her foot.

What is she trying to do?

Pei Jin's dark eyelashes trembled slightly, and his thin lips were pressed into a straight line.

Yu Qiao saw this and her smile deepened. She stroked her chin thoughtfully, and her soft, sweet voice drifted into people's hearts: "You're the same age as my brother, so wouldn't you be ten years older than me?"

A ten-year age difference?

Yu Qiao narrowed her beautiful fox-like eyes, looking Pei Jin up and down, from left to right, from right to left, from top to bottom, finally stopping at a certain spot.

I've heard that men over 25 experience a decline in certain sexual functions. Is that true?

"What are you looking at?!"