"Aren't you jealous?"

After Song Xijiao had eaten and drunk her fill, she took out a tissue to wipe her tears and burped.

"Why should I be jealous? Did she marry you?"

Pei Zhiting suddenly laughed out loud.

Song Xijiao asked in confusion: "What are you laughing at?"

Pei Zhiting shook his head. "Nothing. I just suddenly thought of something funny."

Song Xijiao said "oh" and stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"good."

Pei Zhiting took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, held it between his bony fingers, took a deep breath, and exhaled a thin puff of smoke.

Suddenly thought of something funny?

My white moonlight has married me.

The handkerchief in his pocket was the one she gave him, but she had forgotten about it.

But he kept it in his pocket like a treasure.

Song Xijiao came out of the bathroom and washed her face. She looked up at herself in the mirror. Her eyes and nose were red. She sighed.

Pei Zhiting is really a romantic.

She opened the door and saw Pei Zhiting standing at the door. He had obviously been waiting for a long time. When he saw her, his eyes lit up.

"Why are you standing here?"

Pei Zhiting naturally took her hand and said, "I'm afraid you can't find the way back."

"This is... our home."

"Then I'm also worried that you'd get lost."

Damn it, her heart started beating uncontrollably again.

"Pei Zhiting, I'm curious, didn't you have any needs in the first thirty years?"

Pei Zhiting didn't expect her to ask so directly. A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face and he coughed lightly.

"Having needs is inevitable, but what makes us human is that we have reason and can control our behavior."

“…”

Pei Zhiting's face turned even redder, and for the first time he had the urge to run away.

“…”

"Could it be the same?"

"Of course it's different, but... the education I received doesn't allow me to do anything that hurts others, and..."

He lowered his head, leaned close to her ear, and spoke with a hint of teasing in his tone.

“It’s better to do it with someone you love.”

“…”

"Boiling Chinese cabbage in tap water?"

"Well, it's colorless and odorless. You can eat it, but it doesn't taste like anything."

"I think that afterward, there will definitely be regret and emptiness, and even worry about various diseases. Why bother?"

He is not an old-fashioned person. He has complete values, values and firm principles. However, in this materialistic society, he is like a monster.

…

The new season's jewelry designed by Song Xijiao, named the Lovesickness Series, has already been finalized. She went to the jewelry company under Xiting, discussed some production details with the person in charge, and personally supervised the sample production.

After everything was done, she stretched and planned to go to Pei Zhiting's office to rest.

She pushed open the office door and a faint scent of sandalwood wafted into her nose. She took a deep breath and looked around. Pei Zhiting's office was very large, and the decoration style was the same as his, low-key yet a bit luxurious.

On the corner of the table stood a pale green porcelain vase with a few albizzia flowers in it. The flowers were in full bloom, emitting a faint fragrance.

"What are you thinking about? You're so happy."

"Thinking about the first time we met."

"It's been so long, why did you suddenly think of this?"

"I was wondering if you already liked me at that time."

The wind from outside blew in through the open window, bringing the fragrance to the noses of both of them.

"Why do you think I liked you at that time?"

"It's a feeling. I always feel that the way you look at me is full of affection."

…

There is a lounge in his 200-square-meter office.

The lounge is decorated very warmly. Several abstract paintings are hung on the light blue walls. Light gray bedding is neatly spread on the bed. There is a white vase with a bunch of fresh sunflowers in it on the bedside.

"I have a meeting in thirty minutes."

Thirty minutes is enough to do anything.

"To punish you for not paying attention, you are not allowed to speak for the rest of the time."

"Pei Zhiting, don't go too far."

"Call me Brother Ting."

Song Xijiao cursed Pei Zhiting in her heart.

"Brother Ting, can you postpone your meeting?"

"No, it's time to test your skills. Twenty-eight minutes and twelve seconds left."

“…”

“…”

The door of the lounge was suddenly opened from the outside. She turned her head and saw Pei Zhiting standing at the door. He was holding the door handle in one hand and a white porcelain plate in the other. On the plate were a glass of juice and a few cakes.

"Jiaojiao, are you scolding me?"

"No, I'm reflecting on myself."

"Reflect on what?"

"Reflect on why I like you so much."

Pei Zhiting placed the porcelain plate on the bedside table and said, "Jiaojiao, I've discovered that you're really good at making people happy."

Song Xijiao picked up the juice and took a sip, then picked up a piece of cake and put it in her mouth.

"Why are you finishing meetings so quickly?"

Pei Zhiting looked at his watch and said, "I spoke two sentences and it took me ten minutes. It's not fast."

"But you clearly said it would take thirty minutes."

"Oh, I said thirty minutes because I wanted you to feel a sense of urgency so that you would cherish these thirty minutes."

She wanted to splash the juice in her hand on his face.

"It's 5:40 in the afternoon. I don't have any social engagements tonight, so I can spend some quality time with you."

Song Xijiao was delighted in her heart, but her face remained expressionless.

"You said it, don't regret it."

"No regrets."

Did she do anything out of line today?

It seems not, then why is Pei Zhiting crazy?

Zhang Yan sent her a message, saying that he had made a major discovery and asked her to go to the police station tomorrow morning.

She was in a better mood and no longer blamed Pei Zhiting.