He paused, looked at Shen Zixi with a complicated expression, and added a sentence.
Pei emphasized the word "take care" almost imperceptibly.
"Thank you, Comrade Lu. I... I will try my best not to cause you any trouble."
Upon hearing this, Shen Zixi lowered her head slightly, her voice barely audible.
【Take care of me? Hmph, what haven't I seen? Do you think I need your help?】
[But it's so strange, why did he look at me like that just now? I'm so pretty, why did he act like he'd seen a ghost?]
Listening to the vibrant, even slightly arrogant, voice that was completely at odds with her appearance.
Looking at the delicate flower in front of him, which seemed to fall over with a gust of wind, Pei Jiwang felt a throbbing pain in his head.
Miss Shen seemed to be far more complex and interesting than he had imagined.
*
Pei declined the Shen family's invitation to stay for dinner, citing his need to return to his unit as soon as possible.
He left the exquisite villa in a rather hasty manner.
Only when I stepped outside under the sycamore trees did I feel that the dual voice belonging to Miss Chen that had been lingering in my ears had weakened slightly.
The afternoon sun of summer shone through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on his crisp military uniform.
He stood on the bustling street, yet the whole world seemed unreal.
What an amazing ability!
Moreover, how could such an ability, which only exists in supernatural tales and folk legends, happen to him?
Moreover, the object of his affections happened to be a capitalist's daughter assigned to him by the organization, who needed his care.
Is this a cruel joke played by fate, or... does this mission itself conceal a deeper, unknown secret?
Does Comrade Shen's father know about her?
Pei Jiwang rubbed his still throbbing temples, trying to clear his jumbled thoughts.
If he could truly continue to hear Shen Zixi's inner thoughts, then the so-called observation would become effortless.
It could even be described as one-way transparency.
All her true thoughts would be laid bare before him.
What he heard did not seem to be some malicious conspiracy.
Instead, he was a vibrant and interesting soul, completely different from the image he had seen.
The one who silently criticizes him, calling herself a great actor.
Which one is the real Shen Zixi, the pale, delicate, and soft-spoken one?
He opened the car door, got into the driver's seat of the jeep, and started the engine.
In the rearview mirror, the exquisite villa gradually disappeared into the distance.
Pei Jiwang's gaze sharpened and hardened again.
No matter how bizarre the mission, no matter how two-faced his fiancée was, he had already embarked on this journey.
He is now absolutely certain of one thing.
His seemingly frail and helpless fiancée, Miss Shen, is definitely a huge, walking trouble and a mystery.
Moreover, Pei Jiwang had a premonition that the process of unraveling this mystery would completely overturn his past understanding.
The jeep merged into the traffic and headed towards the dock.
On the second floor of the Shen family home, there is a bedroom with a small balcony, which is Zi Xi's little world.
Sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a soft glow on the ornately decorated bed covered with imported Egyptian cotton sheets.
A faint scent of gardenias filled the air, emanating from the delicate glass vase on the bedside table.
Zi Xi sat in front of her dressing table, which was covered with a dazzling array of skincare and cosmetic products, most of which were rare items brought from Hong Kong or overseas by others.
She wore a silk lotus-root-colored morning coat, which made her exposed skin appear even whiter and more delicate.
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