Chapter 24: What About the Identity of Mrs. Pei?

Pei Yan Zhou put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his embrace. His affectionate gaze was fixed on the girl in his arms.

Jian Ruo Ci struggled for a moment, but Pei Yan Zhou tightened his grip.

She glanced at Su Jingxuan, whose eyes were filled with jealousy, and stopped struggling. She turned her head to look at him. “Why did you come?”

“You were gone for so long.” Pei Yan Zhou said. “I was afraid you’d get lost.”

His tone was affectionate and gentle, as if the girl in his arms was a child.

Su Jingxuan was jealous to the point of madness. She thought Jian Ruo Ci was delusional, but she didn’t expect it to be true. What did Jian Ruo Ci have that made this precious man protect her?

This precious man could have any woman he wanted, but why was it Jian Ruo Ci, the unloved eldest daughter of the Jian family, the trash that Song Xuchen had casually discarded? Why was she standing beside the precious Pei Yan Zhou?

“Who is this?” Pei Yan Zhou’s gaze fell softly on her cheek. He didn’t give Su Jingxuan a single glance.

“Oh, this is…” Jian Ruo Ci glanced at Su Jingxuan, her eyes sharp. “A trash can, specifically for collecting all kinds of trash.”

She, Jian Ruo Ci, wouldn’t suffer a loss. Even if someone was present, she wouldn’t give Su Jingxuan any face. She wouldn’t compromise herself to leave a good impression on others.

At that moment, Su Jingxuan wanted to tear Jian Ruo Ci apart. She held back, her expression changing, putting on a pitiful and flattering look, her eyes turning red.

Jian Ruo Ci poked Pei Yan Zhou with her elbow. “Watch carefully, the top-tier green tea performance is about to begin.”

“If I’m not mistaken, the first line will be, ‘Sister, why are you treating me like this? Did I do something wrong?'”

Su Jingxuan’s delicate, petite, and charming face was distorted beyond recognition. She didn’t know whether to continue with the words she had prepared.

She looked at Pei Yan Zhou, her eyes moist, looking weak and helpless, as if she had been bullied by a vicious woman. Her face was full of grievance.

Jian Ruo Ci crossed her arms and turned her head to look at Pei Yan Zhou. “Brother, did I do something wrong? That’s why sister hates me so much?”

Su Jingxuan: “Brother, did I do something wrong? That’s why sister hates me so much?”

Jian Ruo Ci and Su Jingxuan spoke in unison. As soon as they finished speaking, Jian Ruo Ci raised an eyebrow at Pei Yan Zhou. “Do I sound convincing?”

Pei Yan Zhou: “Convincing.”

Su Jingxuan’s nails dug deep into her palm. Her face was full of malice. She stared intently at Jian Ruo Ci’s face.

Jian Ruo Ci crossed her arms and looked at Su Jingxuan. “Want some tea? I’ll treat you.”

She looked at the self-service beverage vending machine next to her, took out a few coins from her bag and put them in. She chose a bottle of green tea, took it, walked to Su Jingxuan, and threw it into her arms. “Green tea, it’s perfect for you. Go back and ask Song Xuchen to stock up on some for you.”

Su Jingxuan’s hand tightly gripped the bottle of green tea. Even her heavy makeup couldn’t hide the ugliness on her face. Her eyes were filled with hatred.

She wanted to pretend to be weak, stir up some trouble, and arouse Pei Yan Zhou’s pity. It would be even better if she could make Pei Yan Zhou dislike this bitch.

But before she could say anything, she was shut up by Jian Ruo Ci, making her feel embarrassed.

Su Jingxuan: “Sister, I know you hate me because the man you love deeply loves me.”

“But you can’t approach Brother Yan Zhou like this just to help him get over his heartbreak and forget Brother Xuchen.”

“Sister, this isn’t fair to Brother Yan Zhou.”

For some reason, Jian Ruo Ci felt extremely uncomfortable when she heard Su Jingxuan call Pei Yan Zhou “brother.” “Little Sister San San, do you want me to build a coop for you here so you can lay your eggs? It’ll save you from clucking all day.”

“I’ll make it clear to you again. Song Xuchen is a treasure in your eyes, but in my eyes, he’s worthless trash.”

“Heartbreak? Sorry, I don’t care at all.”

Su Jingxuan said these words, and she was secretly afraid that Pei Yan Zhou would misunderstand. She wanted to explain, especially since she and Pei Yan Zhou had been ambiguous that night they met at the bar.

When Jian Ruo Ci looked at Pei Yan Zhou, there was a hint of grievance on her cold face. “I didn’t seduce you.”

In the past, when others slandered her, she didn’t want to or wouldn’t make any explanations. Those who believed her would naturally believe her. In the eyes of those who didn’t believe her, she was just making excuses.

Now, she was afraid that Pei Yan Zhou would misunderstand, so she took the initiative to explain.

Pei Yan Zhou turned his head, lowered his eyes to look at her, his eyes deep and profound. He reached out, hooked his slender waist, and pulled her into his embrace. “Even if you seduced me, I would be happy to indulge you.”

Jian Ruo Ci looked up at him. She felt the warmth of his palm on her waist. His actions were ambiguous. The scent of wood unique to him filled her nostrils. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she couldn’t speak for a moment.

No one noticed Su Jingxuan’s distorted and ferocious expression.

She had thought about seducing Pei Yan Zhou, not to get over her heartbreak. Song Xuchen didn’t really mean anything to her. That day, when she returned to the Jian family and had an argument with Liang Jin Yu and Jian Ying, they were going to hurt Jian Xu. She had thought about approaching Pei Yan Zhou at any cost, using his identity to help her escape the Jian family’s control.

Jian Xu didn’t get hurt, so she didn’t think about it anymore.

Pei Yan Zhou looked at the girl in his arms with gentle eyes. He reached out and tucked the hair behind her ear, then rubbed her head. “Be good, wait for me.”

He let go of her and took two steps forward. Jian Ruo Ci stood behind him, staring at his back, not knowing what to do.

Pei Yan Zhou looked at Su Jingxuan. His gaze was like a cold light, like a sharp blade, cold and ruthless, making people shudder.

Su Jingxuan felt inexplicably afraid in the face of his sharp gaze.

Pei Yan Zhou stared at her gloomily, his thin lips parting. “The identity of Miss Jian can’t make her respected, but what about the identity of Mrs. Pei?”

“She, Jian Ruo Ci, no matter what her current identity is, will be written into the Pei family’s genealogy in the future.”

“If you dare to slander or defame her again, I will sue you until you are bankrupt. At that time, no one will be able to protect you.”

Su Jingxuan stood there, her heart turning cold.

Pei Yan Zhou’s words were clear to Jian Ruo Ci. She couldn’t help but be touched, but after thinking about it carefully, maybe he was just saying this to vent his anger.

He didn’t give Su Jingxuan any more attention. As he turned around, his gaze softened. He walked to Jian Ruo Ci’s side and put his arm around her shoulder. “Let’s go.”

Jian Ruo Ci pursed her lips. “Hmm.”

She left with Pei Yan Zhou. Su Jingxuan stared intently at their backs, her eyes filled with malice.

Only after Jian Ruo Ci’s back disappeared from her sight did she turn and leave.

Jian Ruo Ci broke free from Pei Yan Zhou’s restraint. “Thank you.”

She hesitated for a few seconds. “Why did you say that just now?”

She had struggled with this question in her heart for a while, but she still wanted to ask him why he said that. There were many ways to help her vent her anger. Why did he choose this one?

“Because it’s going to happen sooner or later.” Pei Yan Zhou said.

He stood beside her, his cold face devoid of any emotion, but his tone was very firm.

Jian Ruo Ci stared at him. Time seemed to freeze. The figure in front of her overlapped with the image of the cold young man in her memory.

She could always see the shadow of that young man in him.