Pei Jingzhan laughed in exasperation; she always managed to shatter someone's emotions just when they were starting to feel a little touched.
"Let's go, turn off the live stream, let's go eat."
Yan Qiao touched her stomach; she was already starving.
No, no, I can watch it one more night!
[I'll sneak up on you at some shopping mall and bump into you!]
Did nobody notice the word "sugar baby" that Yan Qiao used...?
Yan Qiao and Pei Jingzhan walked side by side. The restaurant was inside the mall, and she had already made a reservation.
I ran into Yan Yaoyao as soon as I arrived at the store.
Just as Pei Jingzhan was about to end the live stream, Yan Qiao grabbed his wrist.
"Wait a minute."
Yan Yaoyao has been putting on a show online for so long, her appearance today is definitely not a coincidence.
Pei Jingzhan couldn't see Yan Yaoyao; instead, he looked down at her hand resting on his wrist.
It is very small, white and soft.
The places she touched felt like the warm sun in March, melting away all the ice and snow.
To Yan Yaoyao, their actions resembled those of an intimate couple.
Her gaze fell on Pei Jingzhan.
Last time at the Yan family, I looked down on his status and naturally didn't pay much attention to him.
Now that she knows he is Master Pei, Yan Yaoyao feels that he is unparalleled in his elegance and that there is no more handsome man in the entire Yancheng.
Shen Zhou was simply not on the same level as him.
"Yan Qiao, what a coincidence, you're eating here too."
Yan Qiao chuckled, "If I had known you were coming, I wouldn't have come."
[Hahaha, she's channeling Daiyu!]
Yan Yaoyao smiled bitterly, "You still hate me so much."
"It's alright. I'm a germaphobe, and you just happen to be trash."
Yan Qiao never hid her dislike for her.
One sentence has polarized the viewers in the live stream.
Some people felt good about it, while others felt that Yan Qiao was being sarcastic.
Yan Yaoyao has endured for so long that she has mastered the art of forbearance.
She had heard countless harsh words, so Yan Qiao's words were just a drop in the ocean.
"Let me apologize to you again. I doubt you'd accept my offer to treat you to a meal."
Yan Yaoyao suddenly bowed at a 90-degree angle, bending over deeply, showing great sincerity.
"I've hurt you many times in the past, so I won't ask for your forgiveness. I don't deserve it."
This tactic of retreating to advance was used quite skillfully.
If Yan Qiao hadn't known what kind of person she was, she probably would have really fallen for it.
"Let's go inside and eat," Yan Qiao said, looking up at the man beside her.
Pei Jingzhan hummed in agreement, but after taking only two steps, he heard Yan Yaoyao speak again.
"Although it's not really appropriate, I still want to ask you..."
She looked troubled, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.
Yan Qiao chuckled, "After all this build-up, are you finally going to say what's on your mind?"
Yan Yaoyao's face stiffened. "This matter has indeed been weighing on my mind for a long time. My grandmother hasn't been buried yet, did you know that?"
Yan Qiao raised an eyebrow. "Now I know."
Yan Yaoyao said calmly, "The reason she hasn't been buried yet is because of Grandma's last wish. She wanted to be buried with Grandpa. Yan Qiao, Grandma did things that hurt you before, but she later gave you the original copy of her will, which shows that she has reformed."
Yan Qiao nodded indifferently.
"Then what?"
"Could you talk to your grandmother and ask her to make an exception and not be buried with him? Even if she can just be buried in the ancestral grave so that she can be next to your grandfather, that would be fine, so that she can rest in peace?"
Yan Yaoyao adopted a very humble attitude, completely different from before, almost making Yan Qiao think that she had a different soul.
"Okay, is there anything else you want to say?"
Yan Yaoyao was taken aback, then shook her head, "That's all."
Yan Qiao adopted a haughty attitude and waved her hand dismissively.
"Alright, I'll pass on your message. You can go now."
This gesture seemed to say: "I have reviewed it; if there is nothing else, the court may adjourn."
Yan Yaoyao's face turned pale and then red.
"you……"
"Yan Yaoyao, you're not eating, but I am. Could you please say less? You have so much free time, why don't you go out and do some volunteer work and donate some money? Isn't that what you're good at?"
Yan Yaoyao bit her lip, "I just wanted your help..."
"Are you trying to get my help? You know perfectly well that this is not something I can decide on my own. Even if I were to help you, I would have to ask my grandmother's opinion first. By blocking me here and not letting me in, you're basically trying to use moral blackmail to get me to agree immediately."
Yan Yaoyao panicked. She was very careful, afraid that all her efforts in the past few days would be wasted, and dared not say the wrong thing.
"No! Yan Qiao, you've misunderstood me. I'm so sorry, I won't disturb your meal any longer."
Isn't Yan Qiao being a bit too aggressive...?
Those who criticize Yan Qiao, could you please remove your fandom first? It's disgusting.
[I'm her fan, can't I think she did something wrong? She went too far!]
I think Yan Yaoyao has genuinely realized her mistake this time; her attitude is very good. Why is Yan Qiao still treating her like this?
[Not only was she excessive, but her maternal grandmother was also quite ruthless. After all, one should respect the dead, yet the old lady still hasn't been buried, simply because Yan Qiao's maternal grandmother won't budge.]
Ha, to put it bluntly, you guys are just trying to use moral blackmail!
Yan glanced at her phone screen and then ended the live stream.
"Let's go, we don't want her to ruin our meal."
Pei Jingzhan put away his phone and walked inside with her.
Yan Yaoyao watched his retreating figure and bit her lip.
"Mr. Pei."
Yan Qiao became wary and immediately turned around.
"What are you trying to say now?"
Yan Yaoyao smiled slightly, "It's nothing, it's just that Mr. Pei's sleeve got some lipstick stains."
Yan Qiao said "Oh," and added, "He won't mind my lipstick, right, Pei Bingjun?"
Her voice was soft and gentle, but her eyes held a hidden threat.
She seemed ready to turn on him immediately if he said anything negative.
Yan Yaoyao curled her lips slightly. It seemed that he was nothing special to Yan Qiao, and hadn't even told her his real name.
Pei Jingzhan nodded slightly, glancing coldly at Yan Yaoyao.
"No need for you to worry."
That one glance seemed to pierce through Yan Yaoyao's disguise, pry into her heart, and stir up her shame.
He had long suspected her intentions.
Yan Qiao and Pei Jingzhan entered the private room and finally quieted down.
This is a Michelin-starred restaurant with a very nice ambiance. It's Yan Qiao's first time here, so we don't know how the food will taste yet.
She opened the tablet for ordering and looked up at him.
"Mr. Pei Bingjun is in high demand."
Yan Yaoyao looked down on him last time, but this time she's eagerly clinging to him.
Tsk, attracting attention.
Pei Jingzhan chuckled, "Not bad."
His smile melted away the ice and snow, adding a touch of warmth to his handsome face.
Yan Qiao cupped her face in her hands, thinking to herself, "No wonder Yan Yaoyao is interested in me."
That cute little face, who could resist it?
"Even if you're an old man, you'll definitely attract a lot of old ladies."
Pei Jingzhan: "There's only one old lady I want to attract."
Yan Qiao looked up at him, her eyes brightening slightly.
"who?"
Pei Jingzhan remained calm, his deep eyes reflecting her face.
He said calmly, "My future other half."
His words were not directed at anything, yet Yan Qiao couldn't help but stare into his pupils, her heart slowly racing.
"Have you ordered?" Pei Jingzhan raised his chin and looked at the tablet in her hand.
Yan Qiao snapped out of her daze, nodded hesitantly, and handed him the tablet.
"Come on in."
He took it with one hand, his warm hand half-covering the back of her hand, and quickly withdrew it.
Yan Qiao's heart skipped a beat. She stared blankly at the back of her hand, touching her heart.
My heart seems to be beating even faster.
Pei Jingzhan, who was looking down at the tablet, was no better off than her.
On the surface, things seemed calm, but inside, things were churning.
I couldn't concentrate on reading a single word on the tablet.
He gently rubbed his fingers, the warm, soft touch from his fingertips lingering.
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