Mingyao turned around with a black line on her face, only to see Pei Zhao casually and handsomely take off his helmet, his messy yellow hair highlighting his unrestrained and unruly nature.
He chuckled, a lollipop dangling from his mouth, and patted the back seat. "And let me see your husband while I'm at it."
Mingyao gave a forced smile and said, "Mr. Pei, don't you believe I'm already married?"
Pei Zhao nodded very seriously, "I don't believe it."
"real."
She felt somewhat powerless.
"Seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving; that's the lesson you taught me."
Mingyao struggled to maintain her smile, nearly catching her breath.
When it comes to relationships, Pei Zhao is as stubborn as an ox; once he's made up his mind, no one can change it.
If he had put even a fraction of his dedication into his work, his parents wouldn't have had such a headache.
In his past life, Pei Zhao's office romance at the branch office caused his parents a lot of headaches, and they tried everything to coerce or entice him, but to no avail.
Pei Zhao's relentless pursuit of her stems from affection, but more from curiosity.
It's like a child who owns countless exquisite and expensive dolls suddenly discovering a doll with a flaw.
He cherished the flawed doll and couldn't put it down.
But as time goes by, once the novelty wears off, flawed figurines are thrown into a corner like trash.
Mingyao is such a character.
All she can do now is try to keep her distance from Pei Zhao so that Pei Siyu won't misunderstand her.
As for Pei Zhao, once that girl appears, he will naturally forget about her.
Seeing that Mingyao remained silent, Pei Zhao's lips curled slightly, and he put on an expression that said, "I understand." "In order to pique my interest in you, you lied about getting married."
"Su Xueya, you have courage, I like it very much."
Mingyao: "..."
How exactly did he arrive at this conclusion?
Mingyao gripped the ground with her toes, wishing there was a crack in the ground she could disappear into.
Just as she was wondering what to do, she caught a glimpse of an empty car approaching her out of the corner of her eye.
As Mingyao called for the taxi to stop, she pointed in the direction behind Pei Zhao and exclaimed in feigned surprise, "President Pei!"
"Uncle?"
Pei Zhao's brain went blank for a few seconds, then he quickly pulled the lollipop out of his mouth and looked in the direction Ming Yao was pointing, his face full of panic.
He respected and feared Pei Siyu the most.
If he sees me riding my motorcycle around near the company, I'm sure I'll get a scolding.
After scanning the room, Pei Zhao went from panic to confusion.
While Pei Zhao turned around, Ming Yao slipped into the taxi and urged the driver to leave quickly.
Pei Zhao sat on the motorcycle for a long time, but didn't see a single person, Pei Siyu.
"Where is my uncle? You must be mistaken." He breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to look, only to find that there was no one behind him.
Pei Zhao, belatedly realizing what had happened, looked gloomy, his lips twitching uncontrollably. "Su Xueya, you dare to play me!"
This is getting more and more interesting.
Pei Zhao's smile deepened as he looked at the bustling road. "You can't hide forever. Sooner or later I'll get your contact information!"
Back at the Pei family mansion, Mingyao couldn't wait to take off her clothes.
She only felt alive again after changing into her pajamas and slippers.
"Aunt Wu, has Master Pei returned?"
Mingyao came downstairs wearing a simple floral dress. Her voice was gentle, but her tiredness was still evident in her smiling eyes.
It seems Miss Su truly cherishes Master Pei.
He hadn't even had a sip of water when he got home from get off work, and he was already concerned about Pei Siyu.
“Mr. Pei has something to do tonight and doesn’t know when he’ll be back. Miss Su, please have some rest after dinner.”
Mingyao frowned slightly. "Does Aunt Wu know what she's busy with?"
Asking too many questions would not benefit her situation at the Pei family mansion, and would only increase misunderstandings if Pei Siyu found out.
That's why Mingyao had to ask that question.
By exploiting Pei Siyu's suspicions to gain his attention, it's a sure-fire way to make a profit.
Aunt Wu paused for a moment, then looked troubled. "How could Master Pei let us know what he does? Miss Su, you'd better not ask."
Mingyao lowered her eyes, frowned, and looked very downcast.
"Thank you, Aunt Wu. I won't ask again." She forced a bitter smile.
It's hard not to feel sorry for such a delicate and beautiful woman forcing a smile. Wu Ma softened her tone and kindly reminded her, "Miss Su, it's fine to care about Master Pei, but please don't ask too many questions about his private affairs, so as to avoid misunderstandings."
Pei Siyu is very suspicious; he becomes extremely sensitive and cautious about anything related to him.
"I've got it."
The atmosphere was a bit heavy, so Wu Ma tactfully changed the subject, "Old Xu has already cooked the dishes, I'll bring them over now."
After Aunt Wu turned and went into the kitchen, Mingyao took out her phone and stared at the blank profile picture.
The only message on their chat page was the one she sent last time. Wouldn't it be too monotonous to send the same message again?
Should we send some emoticons or yellow emojis?
After typing the message, Mingyao swiped the little yellow face emoji twice, thought it over and decided to send it directly.
Buzzing—
The phone notification interrupted Pei Zhao's endless chatter.
Pei Siyu picked up the phone, which was lying face down, and his brows twitched slightly after seeing the message on the screen.
A subtle, almost imperceptible ripple appeared on that usually cold and emotionless face.
When will you be back? (Red heart)
The ambiguous message paired with a chinchilla profile picture is unexpectedly playful and cute.
What tricks is this woman up to now!
He gripped his phone tightly, staring intently at the screen, his sharp, penetrating gaze seeming to see through the screen and pierce Mingyao's thoughts.
Pei Zhao, who was drinking champagne, couldn't help but shiver.
What's going on? How come the restaurant, which has a constant temperature air conditioner, has become so cold?
Pei Zhao rubbed his arms, about to ask the waiter, when he caught a glimpse of Pei Siyu's dark face out of the corner of his eye, and his heart skipped a beat.
"Uncle, has something happened at the company?"
"no."
Pei Siyu said briefly, the two words he uttered as cold as ice.
He then closed his phone and began cutting his steak with a cold, hard hand.
The sharp knives and forks squeaked as they scraped against the plates, and Pei Zhao, sitting opposite him, stared at him dumbfounded.
Pei Siyu, who always exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay, was now as cold as a seated ice sculpture.
This is amazing! Absolutely amazing!
Pei Zhao stared at him with wide eyes, as if he had discovered a new continent.
Who exactly can make Pei Siyu glance at his phone outside of work?
Even when his nephew sent messages to Pei Siyu, it was like throwing a stone into the sea; he didn't even bother to look at them, let alone reply.
Pei Zhao once thought that Pei Siyu wouldn't use WeChat outside of work hours.
So whenever he needed to contact Pei Siyu, he would call her.
Only now did he realize that Pei Siyu didn't just not use WeChat outside of work hours; she simply didn't look at it at all.
Who exactly has this ability?
Pei Zhao has a bold conjecture.
He leaned closer to Pei Siyu and asked tentatively in a low voice, "Is it Auntie?"
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