Chapter 70 "Lying."
The cool night was reflected outside the window lattice, but was driven away by the lights in the room.
Rong Jianxue sat down again and picked up the brush at hand.
"Here," he circled a section, "the content is quite obscure. If you don't understand, feel free to stop at any time."
Pei Jingxu nodded.
"Sir..." A thunderclap sounded, and Pei Jingxu shrank his neck suddenly, his eyes blurred with tears, "Hold hands..."
It's like a cat that has found support, but also has a bit of a coquettish tone.
Rong Jianxue lowered her eyes slightly, stretched out her hand, and passed her slender finger bones through her fingers, slowly moving down and holding her wrist.
The warm and cool fingertips rested on the inside of her wrist, refreshing her mind just right.
Pei Jingxu curled his fingertips slightly, then seemed to calm his mind, and focused his eyes on the account book.
The real account book that was brought back from Hua Xiangrong had some unusual contents on it, so Rong Jianxue taught it to her.
The two held hands together, neither of them used force, but neither of them said to separate.
The secret between the sleeves drives away the sound of thunder and rain outside.
"I heard that the shops under the Pei family's name have their own account book formats, and each shop must strictly follow them."
Rong Jianxue's gaze was still on the account book, and his voice was slow and drawn out.
Pei Jingxu smiled and said, "Yes, Daddy and Mommy will review the shop's accounts before the New Year. A standardized account book format will save a lot of time."
Rong Jianxue hummed, but casually flipped through the account book of the clothing store.
"I've had some dealings with the Pei family in the past, and I've looked through the account books of the shops under their name several times."
After a pause, Rong Jianxue continued, "But the format of Hua Xiangrong's account books is not exactly the same as that of the Pei family's other shops."
"It seems to have absorbed the strengths of those account books while discarding many of their redundant drawbacks. This type of account book can be said to be the simplest and most effective in the capital."
The smile on Pei Jingxu's face froze.
She was still looking at Rong Jianxue. Their hands were clearly still clasped together, but the man's words were calm and cold, without any other emotion.
"Then I asked Jiang Hui to investigate, and only then did I find out that, strictly speaking, the shop 'Hua Xiangrong' doesn't belong to Pei's parents."
Rong Jianxue raised her eyes, her dark eyes looking quietly at Pei Jingxu, and she softly said, "It's yours."
Pei Jingxu was stunned.
Her heart raced for a moment, but only for a moment, and then she curled her lips and said, "Yes, it's a coming-of-age gift from my parents."
At this point, Pei Jingxu smiled somewhat ashamedly: "My parents wanted me to try to run a shop, but Ah Xu was really stupid. Not only did I lose a lot of money, but in the end, it was thanks to my parents that I was able to revive this clothing store."
"Ah Xu is just a shopkeeper in name only. He has not contributed much."
The finger bones holding her wrist paused slightly.
"lie."
Pei Jingxu narrowed his eyes and the smile on his face froze.
She looked at Rong Jianxue in surprise and confusion, not understanding why he suddenly said that.
Rong Jianxue took the woman's delicate hand and placed it on the table.
"Your pulse is disturbed."
Just a moment.
Pei Jingxu's pupils shrank slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
The man's expression remained unchanged, cold and noble: "So Pei, you actually know how to settle accounts, right?"
The fingertips of that hand were still resting on her wrist, his eyes were cold and his voice was low and hoarse.
The expression of those eyes at this moment was just as described in the storybook: untainted by dust, cold and solemn.
——That was the look he gave when he interrogated a prisoner.
“Plop, plop—”
The heartbeat, connected to the pulse in my wrist, was getting faster and faster.
Rong Jianxue's fingertips naturally felt it, and her brows and eyes became cold.
——Even if Pei Jingxu wanted to control this kind of thing, he couldn't do it. It was a subconscious reaction.
Even if she could perfectly control her facial expression and facial features, she could not control her heartbeat and pulse for a moment.
So, ever since she said she wanted to hold hands, ever since he patiently taught her, ever since she cried with red eyes and said she was scared, Rong Jianxue wanted to determine whether she was lying.
“Plop, plop—”
It is the beating of a pulse that cannot be concealed.
Rong Jianxue stared at her quietly, as if waiting for her answer.
Pei Jingxu looked at Rong Jianxue, complex emotions flashing in his eyes.
Shocked, panicked, nervous, helpless...
In the end, there is compromise and despair.
She chuckled softly, tears rolling down her cheeks. "So, I told you, my Lord, not to make arbitrary assumptions about me and not to arbitrarily condemn me in the future. You didn't take it to heart, did you?"
"It's not a conviction," Rong Jianxue said calmly, her throat tightening. "I just don't understand why you're hiding your ability to settle accounts."
After a pause, Rong Jianxue said in a clear voice, "Pei Jingxu, if you wanted to hide your incompetence, you wouldn't have signed the bet with your mother. Now that you've signed it, but you don't want to expose it, you'll have to learn the accounting all over again. For you, it's just a waste of time."
"So Pei, what is your purpose?"
He asked the same question again.
The same words he used to question her last time.
"What is your purpose?"
Pei Jingxu stared at him intently with tearful eyes: "So, my Lord, you have already determined that Ah Xu will settle the score, and that Ah Xu is lying to you?"
"If it's not a lie, how do you explain the pulse?"
Pei Jingxu chuckled, his eyes falling on Rong Jianxue, and he made no mistake: "Ah Xu loves Erlang all his life. He would go through fire and water for him, and death is not a pity."
“Plop, plop—”
Rong Jianxue frowned, his pupils contracted, and his eyes looked like an overturned pool of ink, emitting large areas of darkness.
He pursed his thin lips into a line, and his expression flickered as he looked at Pei Jingxu.
Pulse speeds up.
Pei Jingxu raised her eyebrows and chuckled, but her eyes were filled with sorrow: "That was the truth just now, sir. Did my heartbeat quicken?"
After a pause, she looked at him and spoke each word with emphasis: "Rong Jianxue, I hate you. After this, we will part ways and never see each other again."
“Plop, plop—”
The blood color on his lips was gone, and Rong Jianxue's eyes were filled with coldness, and he said nothing.
She said this again, her eyes determined and her words clear: "This is also true, sir. How is my pulse?"
Still intense.
"I'll tell you again, I, Pei Jingxu, don't do any accounting before you teach me."
"Sir, do you think what Ah Xu said is true or false?"
The slender finger bones turned slightly white, and Rong Jianxue looked at her with a cold expression.
She pulled her hand back from the man's fingertips, the smile in her eyes full of pain and sadness: "But you are right, my Lord. I did lie just now."
She curled her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes.
"Hua Xiangrong was not able to survive in the end because of my poor management in the early stage."
After a pause, Pei Jingxu's eyes were solemn and desperate, and there was great grief and coldness in his eyes when he looked at him.
"Someone got me drunk and tried to do something indecent to me, but failed. Worried about ruining my reputation, they threw a large sum of money at me and told me to keep it to myself."
As if he had finally spoken out the secret that had been pent up in his heart for many years, Pei Jingxu looked at Rong Jianxue with despair and amusement.
"Are you satisfied, sir?"
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