Chapter 55: Catching the Little Scoundrel Who Won’t Admit It

This was a wealthy villa district, home to the rich.

Catching a cab was nearly impossible.

The ride-hailing app showed no available drivers, and Jiang Yaoyao stood there for a long time, her legs as weak as noodles.

Then, a voice called out from behind, filled with surprise—

“Yaoyao!”

Jiang Yaoyao turned around and met Wei Changze’s gaze.

Wei Changze was a favored younger member of the Wei family, deeply cherished by Wei Rou. Like many others, he had stayed overnight.

This morning, an unexpected incident had thrown everything into chaos, and Wei Changze had been running around handling the situation, completely overwhelmed.

He hadn’t even had time for a proper meal, and as he passed through the villa district, he suddenly spotted Jiang Yaoyao.

“You haven’t left yet?”

Wei Changze quickly approached her. “I was really worried about you. I didn’t see you after you left last night. The servants at home told me you helped a drunk Pei Heng out. Did he… did he do anything to you—”

His words trailed off.

There was no need to ask.

Yesterday, Jiang Yaoyao had been a pure and innocent little fairy, her gaze clean and untainted.

But today, though her eyes remained clear, they carried a newfound allure—subtle yet undeniably seductive.

Her delicate brows and eyes seemed to hold an irresistible charm. Her soft, petal-like lips were still swollen. And the slender expanse of her snow-white neck was marked with scattered, unmistakable kiss marks.

Wei Changze was a grown man—how could he not know what this meant?

A violent rage surged within him, nearly consuming him whole.

His fists clenched tightly, his fury toward Pei Heng rising to a boiling point.

The delicate beauty in front of him fluttered her thick lashes, hesitated briefly, then gathered her courage and softly asked—

“Wei Changze, can you get me a car?”

Wei Changze’s mind buzzed in chaos.

He knew he shouldn’t pry. The smartest thing to do would be to play the role of a good friend and slowly get closer to Jiang Yaoyao over time.

But he couldn’t control himself. The words slipped out before he could stop them—

“Did you sleep with Pei Heng last night?”

The little beauty’s lashes quivered, her reddened lips pressing together.

Lips that had clearly been kissed—hard.

Jealousy burned like acid in Wei Changze’s chest, fueling the fire inside him.

Before he could say anything else, Jiang Yaoyao bit her lip and turned to leave.

Her steps were unsteady—she could barely stand.

Wei Changze hated Pei Heng to the core.

But seeing Jiang Yaoyao like this, he couldn’t bear it. And he definitely didn’t want anyone else to see her in this state either.

With a few quick strides, he blocked her path.

“I’ll get you a car.”

“Wait here.”

“I’ll find one for you right now!”

—

Morning rush hour had begun, and even the streets below the apartment complex were filled with hurried office workers.

Jiang Yaoyao pulled Pei Heng’s long coat tighter around her, trying to hide her neck.

The marks were everywhere—dark traces scattered like rose petals on pristine snow, strikingly obvious and utterly indecent.

The entire way home, Jiang Yaoyao cursed Pei Heng under her breath.

Damn bastard.

Looks all refined and gentlemanly on the surface…

But in bed? A complete beast.

Like a rabid dog.

Practically pinned her down the entire night.

Over half an hour ago, when she was putting on her shoes in the bedroom, she had noticed a faint bite mark on her ankle and froze.

And when she finally got dressed and checked herself in the mirror—

Her whole face burned red.

There wasn’t a single unscathed spot on her body.

How was she supposed to face anyone like this?!

The weather was scorching hot. While she could wrap herself up tightly on the way to the set, what about when she had to change clothes and do her styling? How awkward would that be?

Jiang Yaoyao grumbled about Pei Heng a few more times in her heart.

With wobbly legs, she stepped into the elevator.

It was a lucky time—everyone else was busy heading out, and she was the only one going upstairs.

Once the elevator doors closed, the confined space became eerily quiet, with only her reflection in the mirror.

Jiang Yaoyao adjusted her hair and pulled Pei Heng’s suit jacket tighter around her body. As the familiar elevator chime sounded, she finally let out a breath of relief.

The doors slowly slid open, and she stepped out on her slender legs—only to lift her head and lock eyes with a familiar face.

Her pupils dilated in surprise.

Her snow-white face instantly flushed pink. Her damp, glistening eyes were filled with emotion, and her soft, plump lips pressed together. Her voice came out in a delicate whisper—

“Mr. Pei, why are you here?”

The handsome man stood tall and elegant in front of the window, his back to the sunlight. The golden light filtering through the panes outlined his entire figure, making him look even more composed and refined.

Thinking about the absurdity of last night—

Jiang Yaoyao’s face grew even redder.

How was it that she had nearly lost half her life, her legs still weak, while Pei Heng looked completely unaffected? If anything, he seemed more refreshed than ever!

So unfair!

By the elevator doors, the tall man leaned in slightly, his voice deep and laced with teasing—

“Why do you think I’m here?”

The little beauty bit her rosy lips. “I don’t know.”

Pei Heng almost laughed from sheer frustration.

“I’m here to catch a little scoundrel who had her fun and then ran off like nothing happened.”

His voice, low and rich, curled into her ears like an intoxicating spell.

Jiang Yaoyao’s face burned red with embarrassment.

She didn’t even dare look up at him, let alone respond.

The tall man stepped closer, his presence overwhelming.

His towering frame completely enveloped her, just like last night.

The suffocating pressure and sense of control made her legs tremble involuntarily, her heartbeat racing wildly inside her chest.

She could hardly endure this dizzying sensation—like a helpless little rabbit trapped by a relentless hunter, she instinctively turned to escape.

But just as she took a step, a strong arm blocked her path.

Her back collided with the cold, hard wall, and the crisp scent of sandalwood surrounding Pei Heng engulfed her completely.

Then came his voice—low, gentle, yet inescapable, sliding into her ears like an avalanche—

“Wife.”

Jiang Yaoyao’s eyelashes fluttered violently.

Last night was just like this.

He had lifted her effortlessly, trapping her in his embrace, calling her “wife” over and over again.

His voice had been dripping with a possessiveness so intense, it was as if he wanted to devour her whole.

The sheer dominance and raw hunger in his actions pulled at Jiang Yaoyao’s rationality.

She was beginning to suspect that the man she had met last night… was the real Pei Heng.

The little beauty trembled, her voice as soft as cotton candy. The exposed sliver of her snow-white neck was still scattered with deep and shallow kiss marks, making her look even more irresistible.

“Pei Heng… don’t call me that…”