Chapter 96 Did you really make yourself angry?
Pei Youming tactfully retreated and closed the door. In an instant, the only sounds left in the lounge were the two people's breathing.
Yu Zhi didn't come closer, but stood three steps away from the sofa. Her phone screen was lit, and a screenshot of the anonymous email was thrust into his eyes. "Explain yourself, Mr. Pei."
Pei Yuezhou's eyes fell on the screenshot, his long eyelashes trembled, and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the cigarette, and the cigarette paper was wrinkled.
"Where did it come from?" He raised his eyes, trying to sound calm, but the panic in the depths of his pupils could not be hidden.
There was a hint of pleading evasion in that dark light, and even the skin looked whiter and had a slight red tint.
Did she know? Did she know about his past shady thoughts and calculations?
"Don't worry about that." Yu Zhi put the phone away, her tone as cold as ice. "I heard that it was you who requested that Su Man be admitted to the special task force. Pei Yuezhou, what is your relationship with her?"
Pei Yuezhou was slightly startled, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Is this what she cares about?
"It doesn't matter." He retorted almost immediately.
"I don't believe it."
Yu Zhi paused deliberately, and when she looked up, tears welled up in her eyes, as if she had been wronged. "Everyone knew that Su Man and I didn't get along back then. What on earth do you mean by helping her like this?"
Pei Yuezhou looked at the red corners of her eyes and his heart sank suddenly.
"It's hard to explain this right away," he said, taking a half step forward, his voice softened. "I don't even know her, and I have no intention of helping her, really."
He reached out to touch her face, and just as his fingertips were about to touch her cheek, Yu Zhi turned her head away.
The fingertips fell into the air, hanging in mid-air, looking a little helpless.
At this moment, Xiaoshui's voice suddenly rang in my mind: [The other party's IP is moving, moving over here! ]
A gleam of light flashed across Yu Zhi's eyes, but her expression turned cold and she took a step back: "You don't have to explain, I don't want to hear it now."
As she was about to turn around, Pei Yuezhou suddenly grabbed her wrist.
The man's palm was warm, but his strength was light.
"Zhizhi, don't go."
His voice was very soft, even with a hint of weakness that he himself didn't realize, and the ending tone trembled, "It's not what you think. Back then, I..."
He paused when the words came to his lips, afraid that saying too much would reveal more flaws, so he could only look at her anxiously.
The other hand was empty in the air, wanting to touch but not daring to.
"I really have nothing to do with her. Can you trust me this time?"
Yu Zhi didn't look back. She struggled with her wrist, but he held it even tighter. Her knuckles turned white and the veins on the back of her hand were faintly visible.
"What's the point of you saying this now?" Her tone became even colder, and she deliberately avoided looking at him. "The evidence is all here, and you still want to quibble."
[People left, and the IP began to retreat towards the venue.]
Yu Zhi knew the show was almost over, but she still deliberately broke free from his hand. When she turned around, her eyes were red and she glared at him: "I don't want to talk to you now. I want to go back."
Pei Yuezhou looked at her red eyes, his heart was in a knot. He wanted to stop her but didn't dare to.
I could only stand there, my fingertips trembling slightly, my voice so low it sounded like begging: "Can I take you there?"
Yu Zhi ignored him, turned around and walked quickly towards the door. As soon as her hand touched the door handle, she heard the panicked voice of the man behind her.
"Zhizhi, I don't know where you got those things, but you have to trust me. You are the only one I have."
She paused, without looking back, opened the door and walked out.
The moment the door closed, Pei Yuezhou leaned weakly on the sofa. The pen on the table was knocked to the ground, but he had no intention of picking it up.
The eyes that had just been filled with humble pleading now only had a coldness in them, and even the light in the pupils had dimmed.
Should I be thankful?
At least she didn't notice that.
The air was so quiet that he could hear his own breathing. After an unknown amount of time, his fingertips finally moved and he took out his cell phone from his pocket.
The knuckles that had been trembling when he had gripped her wrist just now were now surprisingly steady as he pressed against the screen.
Even his voice lost all its panic, and was as cold as ice: "Check if anyone has mentioned Aether Labs or Suman to Madam recently."
After a pause, a trace of hostility flashed across his eyes, and the words that escaped from his throat were filled with unquestionable oppression: "No matter who it is, find him for me."
When Yu Zhi walked out of the venue, the night had just spread over the skyline and the evening breeze was a little cool.
[You said you've been watching for so long, when will that person take action?]
Xiaoshui's voice was a little anxious.
Yu Zhi kicked the stones on the roadside, her expression gloomy: "How should I know?"
Xiao Shui was surprised to see that she was in a bad mood: [You didn't really make yourself angry, did you?]
Yu Zhi sighed and tugged at the hem of her skirt with her fingertips: "I really can't understand it. Something that can be explained in one sentence, but you keep talking about it but won't tell me why you are helping Su Man."
Originally, she really didn't care much about it. It was just a show for the people behind the scenes, but Pei Yuezhou's secretive look made her feel upset.
Xiaoshui was speechless.
"Master Host, you're being ridiculously jealous! Don't even mention that Su Man and him really had nothing to do with each other. Even if there really was something going on back then, you and Pei Yuezhou were still strangers. There's no need to argue with them."
Yu Zhi didn't respond, but just looked at the lights of the convention center in the distance, and the wind blew her skirt gently.
Forget it, there is no need to dig into some things.
She believed him, and that was enough.
**
The day after the summit closed, Yu Zhi and Yue Lingyao set off to return home.
The clouds outside the plane window were stacked in a cold white. Yu Zhi had just put the thin blanket on her knees when she saw Yue Lingyao coming over with two cups of warm water.
Her long black hair was tied into a low ponytail, with the strands of hair on the sides of her ears gently blown by the wind. There was no unnecessary expression on her face.
When he handed the cup over, his tone was slightly warm: "I just asked the flight attendant to pour some warm water. Drink some to moisten your throat."
Yu Zhi took the cup, her fingertips touching the warm wall. When she raised her eyes, she met Yue Lingyao's calm gaze: "Thank you."
Yue Lingyao sat down next to her. "This collaboration went surprisingly smoothly. Xiao Zhuo and the others sent a message yesterday saying they wanted to celebrate properly when we get back."
Yu Zhi turned her head to look at her, her eyebrows slightly raised: "How do you celebrate?"
"Do you still remember the entertainment club where we first met?"
Yue Lingyao raised her eyes, a hint of inquiry in them. "They suggested booking a private room there. It's quieter, and we don't have to deal with extra people."
Of course Yu Zhi remembered that it was still Zhou Fang's territory.
"That's great. I'm free. Just come over when the time comes."
"Yes." Yue Lingyao nodded, tapping her fingertips lightly on the phone screen. "I'll send you the specific time and box number after I finalize it with them."
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