Pei Yunxi laughed coldly.
"Actually, if you think about the time, you’d know I’m innocent."
"Calculate it. From the moment you saw me enter until we met on the stairs, how much time had passed?"
Following his words, Pei Yunxi subconsciously pondered.
About a quarter of an hour, at most twenty minutes.
"Then the truth becomes clear, doesn’t it?"
Jiang Chen smiled and said, "Think about it, if something really happened, how could it be so quick?"
Pei Yunxi’s expression became rigid.
She wasn’t a young girl and understood the implication of his words.
She couldn’t help but curse.
"I’m just telling it like it is," he replied.
Jiang Chen looked unabashed.
Dealing with women, it’s not always good to be the perfect gentleman.
There’s a saying, "A woman doesn’t love a man who isn’t bad." This saying has widely circulated for a reason.
A man who is overly proper can lack attraction for a woman, so occasionally a bit of "bad" is necessary.
Pei Yunxi turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
Jiang Chen, having regained the initiative, could see her crystal-clear ears turning red.
It seems his gamble was correct.
She was not angry, just shy.
A big star shouldn’t be so easily flustered.
But it was understandable.
The men she used to know, weren’t they all polite and courteous gentlemen around her? Even Shi Zhenhua, even Ye Tingxuan who had taken her as his guest.
Jiang Chen’s fingers gently tapped on his thigh as he seemed to ask casually, "Why didn’t you call me just now?"
"I didn’t bring my phone."
As a professional actress, Pei Yunxi’s ability to control her emotions was outstanding, and she realized she had been somewhat out of character and adjusted her emotions.
"You came to find me personally because you didn’t have your phone?"
Jiang Chen inquired with a hint of probing, "Couldn’t it be that you’re jealous?"
Pei Yunxi, who was adjusting her emotions, felt her cheeks grow hot and instantly fell apart, turning her head and exclaiming in an unusually shrill tone, "You’re dreaming!"
Jiang Chen raised his hand to cover his ears.
"I was just joking, no need to get so worked up."
Pei Yunxi’s breathing was short, and the bodice under her dress rose and fell sharply, as if she had swallowed someone’s thoughts whole with her eyes.
But Jiang Chen keenly noticed the flush on her cheeks.
Even the best actor cannot control the body’s involuntary reactions.
Favorability 85, that’s not something that can be faked.
Peter, who was driving in front, coughed twice.
Jiang Chen acted as if nothing was amiss.
After all, the two of them were speaking in Chinese, which Peter probably didn’t understand.
But Pei Yunxi quickly turned her head away.
If she weren’t feeling guilty, why would she be so flustered?
She had already assigned him a unique place in her heart.
However, Jiang Chen wasn’t too pleased; instead, he silently sighed.
Just that last five points away.
He then checked his "Fawning Dog Gold."
In total, he had spent nearly 600 billion RMB on Pei Yunxi. Based on the one-fifth cashback rate, this meant that if he succeeded, he would receive a hefty return of 120 billion!
Compared to his previous mission, that was a several-fold surge!
While this money wasn’t remarkably vast by his current standards, it was enough to make him a bona fide billionaire and enter the hundred-billion club!
Just five points away.
Just that last five points!
Under Jiang Chen’s melancholic mood, the car arrived at the hotel.
Pei Yunxi opened the door and walked towards the hotel.
"Tough day, go get some rest," she said hastily to Peter before Jiang Chen hurriedly got out of the car to follow her.
They entered the elevator and went upstairs.
He followed Pei Yunxi into the room.
True to the reputation of a world-class security service, the service was indeed first-rate; Annabelle was still in the room, not yet resting.
"You can go out," Jiang Chen said calmly.
But Annabelle ignored him and looked to Pei Yunxi instead.
Jiang Chen didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Pei Yunxi was the protection target, certainly, but wasn’t it him who paid the fee?
Don’t they discern who’s the boss?
"You go out first," yet to Jiang Chen’s surprise, Pei Yunxi repeated the same instruction, and even he was a bit taken aback.
Only after Pei Yunxi spoke did Annabelle turn silently and leave.
Everyone had their own room.
Jiang Chen didn’t stay here.
"Er, I’ll be leaving in a couple of days," he coughed lightly, making conversation.
Pei Yunxi acted as if she hadn’t heard, removing her earrings and seemingly calming down.
"If you need anything, just call me," he continued.
Pei Yunxi still said nothing, treating him as if he were thin air, found a jewelry box, and placed the earrings inside.
Jiang Chen felt awkward and wanted to change the subject, but he couldn’t think of anything else to talk about.
So, he could only say, "You should rest."
"Wait," Pei Yunxi’s voice unexpectedly sounded.
Jiang Chen quickly stopped and turned around.
All he saw was Pei Yunxi silently watching him.
Jiang Chen looked puzzled and was about to speak when Pei Yunxi said, "Come with me."
After that, she walked into the bedroom.
Jiang Chen, not understanding her intent, followed her in, puzzled.
Even without her earrings, the woman in the aurora gold-brown gradient gown was still breathtakingly beautiful.
Monica Bellucci was his childhood crush, but Jiang Chen believed she could also leave her name in the hearts of a generation.
"What’s... wrong?" he asked, feeling a bit strange.
Pei Yunxi entered the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed.