"He told me last time that he thinks you look a lot like the heir to the Qin Group, the grandson of the old lady Qin who lives in Xiangshan Villa. When you sold the house to her, did you ever meet her grandson? Does he really look alike?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand around her waist loosened a little, and the breathing behind her ear became a little rapid.

She suddenly felt a little uneasy, curled her lips, and nudged him back with her elbow, "Why aren't you talking, huh?"

I don’t know how to say it…

Qin Hezhou took a deep breath, and when the air circulated back, perhaps it stimulated his brain, he opened his mouth and said, "Have you ever thought that maybe I am the one?"

"What is it? The heir to a wealthy family with a net worth of hundreds of billions?"

"Ah, well..."

Qin Hezhou stuttered, his hands folded on her waist, gently stroking her. In the few seconds of waiting for a reply, he felt like there was a volcano in his head ready to erupt.

He would explode as soon as Pei Zhiyu opened his mouth.

But she said nothing, and her silence made Qin Hezhou fall into another kind of torment.

After the dough was kneaded and beaten into shape, Pei Zhiyu put it into a container to rise. When the last step was completed, she washed her hands.

The sound of running water disturbed his anxious thoughts. He vaguely noticed that Pei Zhiyu in his arms was adjusting his posture, as if he was about to leave.

Qin Hezhou followed her movements, loosened his hand, and took a half step back. The words in his mouth were interrupted by the water droplets splashing on his face.

Pei Zhiyu put her wet hands on his face and took a step forward, restoring the distance between them to their original state, almost chest to chest.

She said with a smile, "Is it cold?"

"A little." He nodded blankly, still in a daze.

"It's right to be cold." In this posture, Pei Zhiyu deliberately increased the force to rub his face, and continued: "It's cold to sober you up. How dare you say anything? Be careful that the real owner finds out. You won't even know how you died then."

"Is it not possible? Am I really?"

"It's not like I haven't doubted it before. After all, some of your connections are so good that they seem ridiculous to me." She said this, and Qin Hezhou's heart was in suspense again.

It just swayed in the air neither up nor down.

Fortunately, Pei Zhiyu continued, "But later on, when I thought about your situation in school, I felt that it should be impossible. How could a family with such a huge fortune like the Qin family allow its heir to be bullied at will?"

When he thought about the time in school, anyone could spit at him or step on him using Qin Yu's name.

Pei Zhiyu felt a sore nose and her sensitive tear glands began to work. Her eyes turned red and tears gathered in the corners of her eyes, about to fall.

Seeing her like this, Qin Hezhou's tense nerves surprisingly relaxed.

His fingertips, covered with calluses, touched her and wiped away her tears. "Were you always so fond of crying?"

not really.

She rarely cried before and even suspected that she had some kind of emotional deficiency disorder.

But ever since she reunited with Qin Hezhou, her crying frequency has skyrocketed, to a level that even she finds outrageous.

Pei Zhiyu concealed his guilty conscience and punched him in the chest. "Isn't it okay if I have strong empathy? Besides, you're really miserable."

"Okay, but I think we're both equally miserable." He said this, and Pei Zhiyu was a little confused.

"What's the meaning?"

He hugged her tighter and said with a faint smile, "That is to say, next time if you cry because you feel sorry for me, I have to cry too. Otherwise, it would seem that I am inhumane."

“…”

"It would be so embarrassing if Aunt Yu caught us both crying at home, tsk—"

"..." She frowned, already imagining the scene of social death.

Qin Hezhou pressed her into his arms, his chin resting just above her collarbone.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his hot breath spread over her neck, making her feel itchy and a little bit exciting.

"Isn't there a story that says that tears that fall will turn into priceless pearls. Don't shed such a precious thing for me easily. It's not worth it."

She hugged Qin Hezhou back, feeling deeply moved, but she still complained, "Those who shed pearly tears are not human, they are called mermaids."

Hearing this, Qin Hezhou hugged her tighter and laughed softly in the crook of her neck.

He clearly felt that he had fallen deeper and deeper into this relationship, with nowhere to escape and no way to escape.

As time went by, Pei Zhiyu's entrepreneurial plan progressed exceptionally smoothly.

When Qiao Yue came to see Pei Zhiyu that day, she brought a stranger with her. She looked like she had just graduated from college. She said she was the daughter of a relative and wanted to ask her for help in finding a job. She was not good at socializing and had few friends.

So I thought, could I ask Pei Zhiyu for help?

Pei Zhiyu looked at the girl in front of him and asked her, "What's your name?"

"Jiang Ke'er."

"It's not that I can't hire you, but did Qiao Yue tell you that my studio has just started and I can't pay you too high a salary." She spoke bluntly, and her original intention was to persuade Jiang Ke'er to quit.

It's not that I don't want to help, it's just that this is really weird.

Why would a recent college graduate leave a stable large company and instead come to his small studio which is still in the preparation stage?

It had only been two days since Fu Yan was beaten by Qin Hezhou.

When Jiang Ke'er suddenly appeared at this moment, Pei Zhiyu always had doubts in his heart.

If Qiao Yue hadn't brought her here, she probably wouldn't even say a few words to the other person and would have just driven him away.

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