Extreme Pampering-Chapter 62 - How much does it matter

Chapter 62: Chapter 62 How much does it matter?

Chapter 62: Chapter 62 How much does it matter?

As soon as Pei Yu spoke, the surroundings fell silent in unison, and even the security guard who was about to take Xu Xia out stopped in their tracks.

Qin Fang was utterly confused, “Brother Pei?”

What’s happening?

After a moment of panic, Xu Xia was overwhelmed by the huge surprise and broke free from the security guard. She furrowed her brows and pursed her lips, appearing even more pitiable, “Sir knows me? Indeed, I have been in the industry for quite a few years…”

“In the industry?”

Pei Yu raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling on the wine glass in front of him, not looking at her, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Without emotion, he said, “I only know you’re one of Qin Fangru’s people.”

Qin Fangru’s lover, Huo Heng’s secret girlfriend.

Xu Xia’s face turned pale in an instant, she had not expected Pei Yu to bring this up, how did he know?

“Pfft,” Qin Fang laughed carelessly, surveying her with interest, “Qin Fangru’s little love, I heard Mrs. Qin paid you a visit?”

Just now, he was concerned about offending the wrong person, but with Pei Yu’s attitude, Qin Fang immediately saw the clue; this woman, it seemed, had somehow annoyed Brother Pei.

There was no one here to pity or spare romantic feelings; Qin Fang wasn’t that person either. He leaned back with crossed legs, teasingly saying, “Are you here to find yourself a new patron?”

This kind of thing was nothing new; if she could hook up with someone interested in her tonight, it would indeed be a perfect match, fulfilling mutual needs. Unfortunately, she had set her sights on the one person least susceptible to such games.

The onlookers’ gazes were either scornful or mocking, all eager to see a spectacle, and no one dared to come to her rescue. Xu Xia’s lips were so pale from biting, filled with hate.

For no reason at all, why should they humiliate her like this?

She tilted her face up slightly, tears welling up in her eyes, about to cry—the picture of misery, “Why do you have to speak of me like this, I was only looking for a seat, I didn’t know I had offended you, why do you have to humiliate me with these words?”

“Humiliate?” Qin Fang clicked his tongue, “What I said was nothing but the truth.”

He looked completely innocent, “Brother Pei, she says she was just looking for a seat, do you believe that?”

What a brilliant excuse, looking for a seat right next to Pei Yu, as he saw it, she wasn’t just looking for any seat but specifically in Pei Yu’s embrace.

Up to now, Pei Yu had said only a few words, it was hard to fathom what sort of person he was. Xu Xia looked at him with hope, wishing he would clear things up for her.

“Mr. Pei, I really didn’t mean to offend you.”

Her wine glass clinked onto the table “click, click,” each sound striking Xu Xia’s heart. She was both nervous and expectant, struggling to compose her expression to what she was best at, but Pei Yu had not lifted even an eyelid from beginning to end.

He just pushed aside the remaining half glass of wine with impatience and irritation; the wine glass slid half a meter across the table, and Qin Fang caught it just in time. Seeing his expression, he quickly gestured with his hand, “Take her out.”

Xu Xia was unwilling to leave like this and didn’t go after being kicked out of Minghua, but instead found a hidden spot to wait, hoping to approach Pei Yu when he came out.

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He hadn’t said a few words to her, barely looked at her; if he actually took a good look at her, talked to her for a while, perhaps he might take an interest in her?

“Brother Pei,” Qin Fang brought over a cocktail, “how come you even know about Qin Fangru’s little love?”

That shouldn’t be the case; how could he possibly be interested in his subordinate’s private life?

The cocktail was strong, Pei Yu took a sip, lifted his eyelids to glance at him and said, “Do you know Huo Heng?”

Upon hearing that name, Qin Fang almost choked on his drink.

So it was like this; after learning about Shen Zhiyi’s identity out of curiosity, he had her investigated thoroughly, his main focus naturally being her romance with Huo Heng, and he had even speculated whether Pei Yu had swept in to steal the love, seizing the opportunity to rise to the top…

Feeling guilty, he said, “I’ve heard, I’ve heard.”

Pei Yu paid no mind to his peculiarity, swirling his drink, “She is Huo Heng’s girlfriend.”

“Huo Heng’s girlfriend? She has a boyfriend but still hangs out with Qin Fangruo?”

There was a hint of surprise, but I didn’t understand why Pei Yu was interested in this.

It was Fu Songzhi beside him who continued the conversation, “They’ve been together for three years, a secret affair.”

Obviously, he had investigated deeper than Qin Fang.

“Wait,” Qin Fang sorted it out with an astounded expression, “Wasn’t Huo Heng dating Shen Zhiyi three years ago? How did it become the woman just now? Is he two-timing?”

Fu Songzhi bluntly clarified, “The relationship with Shen Zhiyi was fake, with that woman it’s real. Shen Zhiyi is just a smokescreen.”

“Let me get this straight…” Qin Fang was puzzled, “Shen Zhiyi actually agreed to this?”

Being a smokescreen for a couple, and moreover, she cooperated with Huo Heng so many times over these three years, getting cursed so badly, what was she after?

This time, Fu Songzhi kept silent, and so did Pei Yu, his gaze indifferent as he silently contemplated his drink.

The conversation should have ended there, but Qin Fang, lacking a filter in his brain, accurately hit a sore spot, “So, Shen Zhiyi and that woman are love rivals? Makes sense, she likes Huo Heng so much, she’s even willing to pretend to be his lover, she must be hopelessly in love with him, no wonder for three years—”

Fu Songzhi stuffed his mouth with a drink.

“Shut up.”

Talking about this in front of Pei Yu, was he looking for more excitement?

Qin Fang finally realized just how idiotic his earlier comments were and hurriedly tried to patch things up, “That’s all in the past, Shen Zhiyi definitely doesn’t like Huo Heng anymore—”

Fu Songzhi covered his mouth expressionlessly, wanting to sigh. How could he always bring up the most inappropriate things?

Whether Shen Zhiyi still cared about Huo Heng or not, only she knew. Even if she truly no longer cared, those years of relying on each other and the days of wholehearted devotion couldn’t just be erased. Who could say that if given the chance, old feelings wouldn’t reignite? Knowing Pei Yu’s nature, it would be strange if he didn’t care.

I told you before, he isn’t just keeping a mistress, the more he loves, the more he cares.

Unexpectedly, Pei Yu showed hardly any emotional fluctuation, as if he didn’t care about what Qin Fang said. He sat on the high stool at the bar, casually stretching his legs, sipping his drink steadily, while the empty glasses piled higher and higher beside him.

The more he behaved like this, the more uneasy Qin Fang felt, exchanging a look with Fu Songzhi.

How much did this bother him?

Fu Songzhi shrugged his shoulders, silently signaling: You caused this mess.

It was one thing not to investigate thoroughly beforehand, but to not think before speaking as well.

Feeling guilty yet believing it unreasonable perhaps, all was already in the past, what’s there to hold a grudge for? He didn’t understand Pei Yu’s heart—fear was often greater than jealousy.

He couldn’t help but advise, “Brother Pei, you’ve had enough to drink.”

He didn’t mind getting drunk with a brother, but Brother Pei’s way of drinking was like self-torture, utterly joyless and worrying to witness.

The bar lights were dim and suggestive, Pei Yu lazily lifted his eyes, his gaze slanting outwards, the corners of his eyes tinged with the faint red of intoxication, yet his expression was alert, “Mind your own business.”

“Fine.”

Qin Fang raised his hands in surrender.

He couldn’t meddle, but there was always someone who could. Qin Fang thought about it, and then did something foolish again.