Chapter 1084: Chapter 1084: He Wasn’t Jealous at All
"How old is the owner of that restaurant, and is it a man or a woman?" Pei Yuanchen asked coldly.
"I don’t know either." Ziyi thought for a moment, "I’ve never seen him; every time it’s the waiter who brings me dessert, saying it’s from their boss. But I heard from our class monitor that the owner is a handsome guy, hehe..."
Pei Yuanchen’s face turned pale from the stimulus of her last laugh.
He gripped the steering wheel tightly, his voice somewhat heavy: "You seem very happy?"
"Uncle Xiaobao, you’re jealous." Ziyi suddenly leaned over, blew a breath on his cheek, her voice unbelievably soft, "Don’t worry, I only like you."
The woman’s breath was warm and sweet.
Pei Yuanchen’s heartbeat went chaotic, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and it took a lot for him to calm down.
He reached out and pushed He Ziyi’s head aside, his voice deep: "Don’t lean over when I’m driving."
"You’re not even driving yet." Ziyi retorted.
"I’m about to start the car. If you scare me like this and I hit something, what then." Pei Yuanchen glanced at her.
"Oh." Ziyi obediently sat back.
Pei Yuanchen’s gaze turned somber.
Jealous.
Hmph, this silly woman even knows what jealousy is.
He’s not jealous, just a bit angry. She always says she likes him, yet she swoons over other men, it’s simply...
Pei Yuanchen thought of this and suddenly stepped on the gas.
...
They went to have seafood.
Pei Yuanchen barely ate anything, always peeling shrimp and crab for this woman.
The lighting in the restaurant was a bit dim, making the man’s already pronounced features appear more profound and charming.
He lowered his gaze, his thin lips lightly pressed, without much expression on his face, wearing only a thin base shirt that vaguely highlighted the shape of his chest muscles. His elbow rested on the table, and his slender fingertips skillfully peeled the crab shell.
Ziyi finished the previous one and was contentedly licking her fingers.
When she looked up at the man sitting opposite her, she didn’t know why, but suddenly her heart raced.
She had always known she liked this man. She wanted to be close to him, wanted to be with him all the time.
But until this moment, she felt a sense of clarity, that her liking had become more pure.
This feeling delighted her, as if a flower had suddenly bloomed in her heart, and the sense of happiness seemed ready to overflow.
Ziyi suddenly had an impulse, a desire to know everything about him.
Pei Yuanchen placed the newly peeled crab into her bowl, his voice carrying a warning: "This is the last one. No more eating."
Ziyi poked the crab meat with her chopsticks, her gaze soft, her voice gentle: "Uncle Xiaobao..."
"What is it?" Pei Yuanchen raised an eyebrow and glanced at her.
The woman opposite had a slight blush on her face, her eyes bright and seemingly sparkling.
Pei Yuanchen’s heart skipped another beat, reprimanding himself as a fairy in his mind.
"Speak." He withdrew his gaze, his voice cold.
Ziyi bit her lip and suddenly spoke: "Uncle Xiaobao, how old are you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she realized she really didn’t know the answer to this question.
Pei Yuanchen didn’t expect her to ask such a question and was genuinely taken aback for a moment.
"He Ziyi, what’s gotten into you?" He frowned.
"I want to know a bit more about you..." Ziyi propped her chin with one hand, smiling brilliantly, "Tell me, please."
