Extreme Pampering-Chapter 69 - I am Pei Yus father

Chapter 69: Chapter 69 I am Pei Yu’s father.

Chapter 69: Chapter 69 I am Pei Yu’s father.

“Are you passing by?”

The rear car window rolled down, and Shen Zhiyi bent down, a bit surprised, “It’s so early, do you have work?”

She almost never inquired about Pei Yu’s schedule. She would just listen when he mentioned it; if he didn’t, she wouldn’t think to ask. Every time they met unexpectedly, she was always startled, and her first reaction was to wonder if he was off to work.

Pei Yu “Hmm”-ed, “There’s a flight, it’s not on the way.”

Getting up early was for work, coming to see her was certainly not because it was convenient.

Shen Zhiyi got into the car from the other side, smelled the scent of food, and realized Pei Yu had brought her breakfast. While eating and chatting, she asked, “How long can you stay?”

She couldn’t delay his time.

With fingertips hooking back her messy hair behind her ear, Pei Yu cast his eyes downward to watch her eat, his posture relaxed and languid, “No rush, take your time eating.”

His gaze unintentionally swept across the scene outside the window, pausing for a moment, but he said nothing.

Huo Heng was standing not far away, looking into the car, but he couldn’t see anything. It was precisely because he couldn’t see that his imagination ran wild.

He guessed whose car it was and couldn’t imagine that Shen Zhiyi would be so openly involved with someone else. Was she not afraid of being caught and exposed? Or was it that the other person’s power was so great that they could control public opinion?

The more he thought about it, the more jealous and discontent he became, refusing to leave despite his assistant’s persuasion. He insisted on watching Shen Zhiyi come out no matter what.

Shen Zhiyi, focused on her food, was completely oblivious to Huo Heng still standing outside. Occasionally, when she looked up, Pei Yu just happened to block the car window, bringing the still warm soy milk to her lips, successfully diverting her attention.

Pei Yu’s gaze fell as he watched her cheeks puff out from the food. He poked her playfully and casually mentioned, “Do you need my help?”

“With what?”

Shen Zhiyi was puzzled and took a sip of the soy milk holding onto his hand, her eyes full of confusion.

“I heard your ex-boyfriend is still pestering you. This variety show isn’t just his doing, is it?”

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He couldn’t help it. Just the thought of Huo Heng vying for her attention in front of her ignited a scorching desire to obliterate the man, utterly forgetting his initial plan—Yes, he indeed wanted Shen Zhiyi to grow increasingly averse to Huo Heng, but there was also the possibility that it would make Shen Zhiyi relent, wasn’t there?

Pei Yu dared not gamble on that.

The phrase “ex-boyfriend” felt especially alien. That relationship had been a sham from the start, and Shen Zhiyi had never regarded Huo Heng as her boyfriend. At that time, Huo Heng and Xu Xia broke up and got back together several times. She’d merely thought she might have a chance.

Looking back, it seemed quite foolish.

Caught off guard hearing these three words from Pei Yu, Shen Zhiyi was momentarily stunned, slowly grasping his meaning, “No need, I’ve made things very clear to him.”

This circle was indeed small, and even if they didn’t work on dramas or variety shows together, they were bound to meet at some events. As long as Shen Zhiyi herself didn’t care, whatever Huo Heng said or did couldn’t affect her at all.

In short, Pei Yu didn’t need to interfere.

Her intention was not to trouble Pei Yu with such people and matters, but Pei Yu, who was suspicious and prone to jealousy, couldn’t help but overthink upon hearing it, expressionless, “Afraid I’ll be too harsh?”

If he chose to, putting Huo Heng on ice or banning him would be a merciful end.

His tone was flat, bearing no particular implication, but his expression was cold, his lashes drooping slightly, his eyes and brows blurring into a hazy shadow in the morning light.

Shen Zhiyi looked up in astonishment, “I just thought there was no need to bother you… Do you really dislike Huo Heng that much?”

She was utterly unaware that all of this was because of her. To her, Huo Heng was in the past; Pei Yu had no reason to pay heed to such a person. Huo Heng was not worth his trouble.

“He’s an eyesore.”

Pei Yu said coldly and indifferently, noting the surprise and confusion in Shen Zhiyi’s eyes, belatedly realizing his own lapse in composure.

Why bring up Huo Heng? She had already put him out of her mind. Constantly mentioning him was equivalent to helping Huo Heng, wasn’t it?

Annoyed, he grew irritable and pursed his lips, remaining silent.

The furrowed brows were smoothed out by her finger as Shen Zhiyi looked at him with concern, “Don’t be upset.”

She guessed that he was probably in a bad mood today, so she took the initiative to reach for his hand and gently shook it.

Pei Yu looked at their clasped hands for a while, his irritation swept away, and leisurely shifted their position to interlock fingers, “Are you trying to pamper me?”

“Yeah.”

Shen Zhiyi candidly admitted.

This time it was Pei Yu who was surprised, his lips curving in pleasure, about to kiss her, when the car window was knocked on.

“Zhiyi, you haven’t left yet?”

The speaker was a female guest who she had been filming a variety show with, straightforward and naive, not realizing the difference between this car and a regular nanny vehicle. Huo Heng had told her that Shen Zhiyi was in this car, so she came looking for her.

Shen Zhiyi jumped, flustered, and pushed Pei Yu away, whispering, “It’s one of the guests from the show.”

Pei Yu raised an eyebrow, silent questioning.

So what?

Shen Zhiyi’s voice grew even lower, “Could you hide for a bit, please?”

She didn’t want anyone to know about Pei Yu.

Pei Yu found himself stared at by those pitiful eyes for a while and could only compromise, silently moving aside, but he didn’t let go of her hand.

The car window lowered a bit, ensuring Pei Yu wouldn’t be seen, then Shen Zhiyi finally felt at ease, “I’ll be leaving in a bit.”

The female guest nodded, “Oh, Huo Heng asked me to find out when you’re leaving, to see if you could give him a ride.”

The fingertips on the back of her hand squeezed slightly, gripping her hand tightly, as if gripping her heart too. Shen Zhiyi’s breath hitched, “I can’t help, let him find someone else.”

The female guest didn’t think much of it, “Then I’ll tell him that. Hey, he’s coming over.”

Huo Heng noticed the car window was only partially down, making it impossible to see clearly whether anyone else was inside. He hinted pointedly, his tone awkward, “Can’t you open the window more? It’s very inconvenient to talk like this.”

Shen Zhiyi looked at him without speaking, but the window moved, slowly lowering by a large margin. The seat behind her was empty, and Huo Heng couldn’t tell whether he felt relieved or what, “I—”

He was unable to finish his sentence because he saw Shen Zhiyi’s hand being held.

The interlocked fingers, shining with an intimate and possessive affection.

Ignoring his suddenly ugly expression, Shen Zhiyi bid farewell to the female guest, and the car window slowly closed in front of Huo Heng’s glaring.

Pei Yu pinched her fingertips, his tone lazy, “Sorry, I accidentally hit the button.”

He obviously did it on purpose.

Pei Yu still had work to do and couldn’t stay long, and Shen Zhiyi needed to go to the set. She got back into Xiaodong’s car and took the opportunity to catch up on some sleep.

When they arrived, Xiaodong woke her up, “Sis, there was a phone call just now.”

As he was speaking, the local number called again, and Shen Zhiyi answered while walking to the set.

“Who is this?”

A hoarse and elderly male voice came through.

“I am Pei Yu’s father.”

Shen Zhiyi froze, hesitating to stop in her tracks.

“Hello, is there something you need?”

Pei Yu’s father, she had only heard of him through others.

“Miss Shen, do you have time to meet? I would like to have a chat with you.”