"Su Xueya, is this the deadbeat husband you married?"
Pei Zhao pouted and said indignantly, "You keep saying you love me, but you won't even buy me a decent dress."
Mingyao suddenly looked up and stared straight at her, "Mr. Pei, don't talk nonsense."
The deadbeat husband he was talking about is Pei Siyu!
Mingyao glanced quickly at Pei Siyu.
The latter stood motionless, his face cold and stern, his brows and eyes as if covered in ice shards, chillingly cold.
Based on Mingyao's understanding of Pei Siyu, he was angry, and very angry!
Pei Zhao didn't take it to heart and continued to complain about her "deadbeat husband": "I really don't know why you married him."
Mingyao practically knelt down before him, saying, "Mr. Pei, I make my own decisions about my marriage, and I don't regret marrying my husband."
She spoke very quickly, rattling off a string of words to shut Pei Zhao up, "The banquet is about to begin, Mr. Pei, you'd better hurry up and get ready."
After saying that, Mingyao slipped away and tried to run away.
Pei Zhao quickly grabbed her wrist again. "Su Xueya, are you avoiding me?"
Mingyao's heart sank to the bottom, but she smiled faintly, "How could that be?"
"If you're not avoiding me, then come with me."
"I'll change into a nice outfit before the party starts."
Mingyao pleaded in her heart: Let me go!
Her colleagues around her cast envious glances, wishing they could be Mingyao and be the one being pulled along by CEO Pei.
Only Mingyao wanted to break free from Pei Zhao's clutches as soon as possible.
She twisted her wrist. "Mr. Pei, I don't need any dress. Let me go first."
Pei Siyu stared at her with a cold gaze, his icy eyes seeming to want to tear her to pieces.
Pei Zhao was very stubborn and insisted on buying her a new outfit.
No matter how hard Mingyao struggled, she couldn't break free.
To prevent things from escalating, she looked helplessly at Pei Siyu.
"President Pei."
Pei Siyu's temples throbbed, his eyes swirling with anger and coldness. He then took a step to the side and blocked Pei Zhao's path.
Then he grabbed Mingyao's other wrist and pulled her behind him.
Pei Zhao and his colleagues were stunned for a moment, and Ming Yao was also shocked by Pei Siyu's actions.
"Pei Zhao, everyone's here, stop fooling around!"
As he spoke, Pei Siyu exuded a gloomy aura, and his powerful presence silenced everyone present, who dared not even breathe.
Pei Zhao was unwilling, but dared not displease Pei Siyu, so he could only say resentfully, "Can't I go by myself?"
Before leaving, he told Mingyao to wait for him to return.
Mingyao coughed lightly twice and explained in a voice barely audible, "President Pei, please don't misunderstand."
Pei Siyu shook off Mingyao's hand with an icy expression and said in a low voice, "Come here!"
His voice wasn't loud; only the two of them could hear it.
Mingyao felt like crying but had no tears left to shed.
Pei Zhao was the one who kept pestering her; she was completely innocent the whole time!
Pei Siyu went down to the second floor, and after his colleagues left, Mingyao excused herself to go to the restroom and ran all the way to the second floor.
My colleagues were all gathered upstairs; the second floor was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
"Miss Su, I'm here."
The assistant's voice came from behind her. Mingyao took a breath and walked into the room behind him.
In the small guest room, the air was condensed, and the temperature plummeted to below zero.
Mingyao rubbed the goosebumps on her arms, staring at her toes, her heart pounding as if it would jump out of her chest.
Thanks to Pei Zhao's actions.
She and Pei Siyu were back to square one overnight.
Mingyao felt powerless. In her previous life, romancing others was mentally exhausting; in this life, it was nerve-wracking.
Pei Siyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the calm sea outside, without saying a word.
“Mr. Pei,” Mingyao spoke first, then stammered, “I…I have no relationship with Mr. Pei at all.”
"Don't misunderstand."
She carefully observed Pei Siyu's back, pondering every word she uttered, afraid of touching a nerve with him.
"No relation whatsoever?"
Pei Siyu turned his head, a strange smile appearing on his dark face. "No relationship whatsoever, yet he's holding your hand and offering to buy you clothes?"
He walked up to Mingyao, a chilling smile curving his lips.
Mingyao felt a chill run down her spine and explained with a lump in her throat, "Master Pei, really."
Her explanation was weak and unconvincing; it would have been better if she hadn't said anything at all.
But that's the truth, and Mingyao has no way to defend herself.
Her eyes were red, she bit her lip, and she backed away in fear.
"Mr. Pei, you saw it all. I didn't take the initiative to talk to Mr. Pei the whole time."
"It's CEO Pei..."
Before he could finish speaking, a muffled thud was heard.
Mingyao's eyes widened in fright as Pei Siyu slammed his palm against the wall behind her ear, bracing himself against the wall with one hand.
Mingyao pressed her back against the wall, her heart pounding in her chest.
Pei Siyu leaned down, his dark eyes, as black as ink, reflecting Ming Yao's terrified expression.
"Oh, and you even took the opportunity to kick me while I'm down."
Mingyao blinked and said weakly, "But he doesn't know that my husband is you..."
When she said the word "husband," Mingyao's voice trembled slightly.
Pei Siyu frowned, a strange feeling rising in his heart.
"Still trying to deny it?"
He growled, his gaze toward Mingyao growing even more ferocious, as if he wanted nothing more than to tear her apart and devour her.
Mingyao was so frightened that tears streamed down her face, making her look pitiful.
Pei Siyu felt a surge of irritation and his brows furrowed slightly. "Su Xueya, stop pretending to be pitiful."
He closed in again, now only a fist's distance from Mingyao.
"Knowing you're the star of tonight's party, why did you dress like this!"
"What? To get my attention?"
Mingyao opened her eyes wide innocently, waved her hand, and explained in a choked voice, "I, I didn't."
"Manager Zhang said in the group chat that there were no dress requirements, so I..."
She pursed her lower lip, lowered her head, and cried with tears streaming down her face, looking pitiful.
She stammered an apology to Pei Siyu, "I'm sorry, Mr. Pei, it's my fault."
"I won't do it again next time."
Hearing Mingyao's tearful voice, Pei Siyu's throat tightened, and his body inexplicably became hot.
He tugged at his tie impatiently. "Su Xueya, do you want a next time?"
Mingyao shook her head, "No, no."
Even if you gave her a hundred lives, she wouldn't dare to do it again.
Getting his attention would only lead to trouble, and she wasn't about to create unnecessary problems for herself.
Pei Siyu's eyes flashed with a dangerous and complex light, and Mingyao's heart skipped a beat, feeling a vague unease.
"Su Xueya." His voice was hoarse, his eyes half-lowered, a dark turmoil churning within them.
Mingyao pressed her body tightly against the wall, even her breathing became cautious.
She didn't know if it was just her imagination, but the suddenly cold air seemed to have an added heat that made her feel uncomfortable.
As Pei Siyu approached, Mingyao's blood began to boil, her body became hot, and her cheeks and ears burned red.
What is Pei Siyu planning to do?
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