He subtly curled the corners of his lips and walked towards the dining table.
Zhixi had just seated herself and didn’t know if he had noticed her eavesdropping; she had no choice but to pretend to be calm and start drinking soy milk.
He Jingyao sat down opposite her, looking at her with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.
Zhixi’s face turned slightly red, "I was just curious... I didn’t expect that after four years, she still wouldn’t give up."
"Heh..." The man chuckled softly, "How much did you hear?"
"Not... not much..." She averted her gaze subconsciously.
"I let her know about your existence, the things I said were just to make her give up hope; you wouldn’t misunderstand, right?" the man looked at her.
Zhixi’s face turned pale, and she nodded vigorously.
This man’s inherent pride was almost fully exposed in this matter. Indeed, the number of women he could be involved with was few, but he remained extremely selective and uncompromising in his dislikes.
So... should she feel fortunate that at least he still had some interest in her body?
At this thought, she internally scorned herself and quickly banished these thoughts from her mind.
"I... I should go now," she bit her lip, "Thank you for..."
"Thank you for last night’s exertion?" he looked at her with a teasing smile.
"Thank you for the breakfast!" Zhixi fiercely completed her sentence and stood up, striding out.
He Jingyao still sat there, quietly listening to the sound of her footsteps.
After a while, he suddenly laughed silently.
Gu Zhixi walked out of the door and took a deep breath of fresh air.
It had only been one night, but to her, it seemed like a lifetime had passed.
The house next door was also hers, but she didn’t have the keys and couldn’t enter, and besides, He Jingyao was still there...
She was hesitating whether to call Pei Yuanchen or to hail a taxi when a bodyguard came out from the villa.
"Miss Gu, Mr. He asked me to take you home."
Zhixi paused for a moment, then nodded gently.
Was this the man’s way of showing his... manners?
She lowered her eyes and laughed bitterly.
Having been away for a night, Zhixi felt somewhat guilty as she gently pushed open the door, only to find Pei Yuanchen sitting in the living room.
Hearing the noise, he turned his head and glanced at her.
Zhixi felt awkward, "You’re up so early..."
"You’re even earlier," he rested his elbows on the back of the sofa, leisurely scrutinizing her and making a tsking sound.
Zhixi’s cheeks burned hot, "Um, where’s dad? I called him, but he didn’t answer..."
"He’s busy. Did you actually remember to call him back? If I hadn’t known that Xiaobao was sent back to Wanhe Qianfeng Garden yesterday, Godfather would have been frantic," he shook his head, "Truly, daughters grow up and drift away."
"... I did it for Xiaobao!" Zhixi bit her lip, "I’ll pick Xiaobao up this afternoon, Xiaobao’s custody belongs to me."
"Oh?" Pei Yuanchen raised an eyebrow in surprise, "He Jingyao would actually agree?"
"Of course, he will agree," Zhixi slowly released these words, "Once I bring Xiaobao back, I will... never meet with him again; you and dad can be reassured."
Pei Yuanchen frowned and scrutinized her for a while, "What exactly happened?"
"Nothing happened," she feigned a light-hearted smile, "it’s just... everything is over."