Chapter 1270: Chapter 1270: I Have to Do Something for You
Ziyi felt utterly powerless, she had to rely all her weight on Liu Minjun.
Tears seemed never-ending.
She was so distressed she wished she could curl up into a ball, wished she had never existed in this world.
"Quick, quick, help the lady to the sofa!" Liu Minjun instructed hastily, as she alone could no longer support Ziyi.
The servant beside them hurried forward, but there was a figure even faster.
A pair of arms steadily lifted Ziyi up, then cradled her horizontally.
Liu Minjun looked up in shock, only to find it was Pei Yuanchen who had returned unexpectedly.
"Put Ziyi down!" she shouted sharply.
The man’s face was pale to the extreme, he said nothing, turned, and carried Ziyi to the sofa and set her down.
He cupped her face, then leaned down and gently kissed her lips.
Seeing this, Liu Minjun was almost taken aback with anger.
Ziyi stared at him wide-eyed, but tears kept flowing uncontrollably.
"Stop crying." The man chuckled hoarsely, "Do you plan to go as a bride with a tear-stained face?"
Ziyi suddenly pushed him away forcefully, her voice trembling severely, "Go away..."
"I’ll take you over." The man remained unaffected and instead held her hand, bringing it to his lips for a gentle kiss.
"Pei Yuanchen!" Liu Minjun raised her voice, her face flushed with anger.
"Aunt, it’s time now." Pei Yuanchen turned to look at her, and smiled faintly.
"None of your business!" Liu Minjun said viciously, glaring at their clasped hands, her eyes almost spewing fire, "Let go of her!"
Pei Yuanchen paused for a moment, then bent down, lifted Ziyi, and walked outside.
"...This ruffian!" Liu Minjun angrily followed, trying to snatch Ziyi back, but as a pampered lady, she was far weaker than Pei Yuanchen.
Even with Ziyi in his arms, the man strode away, and Liu Minjun simply couldn’t keep up.
By the time she reached the door, she found the man had already carried Ziyi to the car.
...
"What exactly do you intend to do?" Ziyi didn’t struggle and asked him, tears flooding her eyes.
The man swallowed and wiped her tears away, "I’ll take you to Fengye Manor, you’re getting engaged there today."
Ziyi trembled looking at him, as if she no longer recognized him.
"You... truly want to personally send me?" Her lips quivered.
"Yes." The man even smiled slightly, "I ought to do something for you."
Ziyi’s hands slowly clenched tight.
She suddenly laughed hoarsely, "Alright, then many thanks to Mr. Sorren."
She seemed to have finally seen through everything, her expression slightly resolute.
The man saw it, felt a pain in his heart but could only endure.
The bodyguard opened the car door, he sent Ziyi inside, took out a clean handkerchief, and wiped her tear-streaked cheeks.
Ziyi pushed his hand away coldly and said, "Don’t touch me!"
Pei Yuanchen didn’t insist, put the handkerchief away, stood up straight, and closed the car door.
Liu Minjun finally caught up, grabbed his arm, panting heavily, "Mr. Sorren, will you let Ziyi go?"
"Aunt, please get in the car." He smiled, "It’s getting late, I’ll take you over."
"No need!" Liu Minjun sneered, "That’s my future son-in-law’s task, what does it have to do with you?"
