“I know you’re busy! I just want a few minutes of your time.”
How fierce! Does she know how loud her voice is? Shang Peng’s mouth curved slightly, “Okay. So what do you want?”
“It’s just… I want to take down the suitcase on top of the wardrobe, but it’s too heavy, so I want you to help me.” Help me, can’t you just move aside? So she can’t see inside the room… While speaking, Zhi Wei’s eyes had already pierced through him, repeatedly trying to peek inside.
She saw it! That woman was currently lying horizontally on… his bed!
Zhi Wei’s dilated pupils instantly erupted with flames.
“Let’s go, didn’t you want me to help?” He suddenly closed the door and stepped out.
Was he pushing her? Yes, pushing! Her steps were forcibly pushed back.
“Yes, yes, I need your help.” If he was willing to help completely, could he please let her punch him hard twice?
Her forcibly stretched smile was so sour, Zhi Wei quickly turned her head, leading him to her room.
She didn’t see the comfortable smile behind her.
Shang Peng’s laughing eyes followed her into the room.
Her voice floated back: “Isn’t it too presumptuous to trouble you at this time?”
“Of course.” Shang Peng replied, almost bumping into her back because she suddenly stopped.
Clearly seeing her delicate shoulders trembling slightly, Shang Peng’s feet unconsciously stepped back.
He hoped she wouldn’t turn around quickly, at least not before she could be sure she wouldn’t impulsively throw a punch. Come on, baby.
As expected, when she turned, it was with an easy, light laugh: “Don’t worry, I won’t take up too much of your time.”
“I hope so,” he responded leisurely, beginning to look around the room, pointing to the top of the standing wardrobe: “Is this the suitcase you mentioned?”
“Yes.”
Seeing him roll up his sleeves and start to move, Zhi Wei leaned to the side, coolly reminding: “It’s heavy. Be careful, don’t hit your head.”
Shang Peng, about to reach for the suitcase, suddenly turned his face. “Do you really care about me?”
Zhi Wei, who was secretly cursing in her heart, was stunned. Looking at his humorless face with sweat already sliding down, she suddenly felt a strange stuffiness in her heart.
“I’m just afraid the suitcase might get damaged, and I might have to pay for your medical expenses.” Although saying this, she decided to cancel her previous curse against him.
“You really speak harshly,” he coldly glanced at her, then laughed and turned back.
Harsh? While she was hating her own softness, he said she was harsh? Zhi Wei opened her mouth, with retorts rolling in her chest, but in the end, she didn’t say a word. Let him think that! Let him believe she’s completely bad to the bone, what’s wrong with that?
Not good! Zhi Wei couldn’t explain the heavy feeling in her chest.
Focusing back, she saw him raising the large suitcase and then carrying it down.
Zhi Wei knew the weight of that suitcase, filled with love novels she had secretly collected during her student days. Now she wanted to take it down, just to mess with him.
But… she had to admit, this man was really strong.
At the moment he extended his arm, she saw his lean waist, displaying a masculine and beautiful curve, and the solid, powerful muscle lines, showcasing a unique male physique…
“Done,” he said, putting the suitcase down and dusting himself off.
Done? Meaning he had accomplished his task and could now rush back to the “half bed” left by that woman?
“All set?” Shang Peng asked the woman in a daze.
Huh?” What to do? What troubled Zhi Wei was that she couldn’t think of anything else, and finally could only say gloomily: “No, nothing. Thank you.”
“No need to be polite, it’s just a small favor.” Then, he said with a half-true, half-false tone: “And I’m happy to visit your boudoir.”
“Oh?” His ambiguous and suggestive words reignited the dim light in Zhi Wei’s eyes. Her red lips slightly pouted, she smiled charmingly, “Actually, I’m also happy to entertain you, but… I’m afraid I’ll delay your business. Don’t forget, there’s someone waiting for you in the room. If she gets impatient and runs away, wouldn’t that be my fault?”
“Run away? How could that be possible? Since I’ve already brought her back, of course I won’t let her run away.” Shang Peng laughed lightly.
“Seems like you’re quite confident.” She snorted coldly, her inner dissatisfaction reaching its peak.
“Confidence is something everyone should have. Don’t you have confidence in yourself?”
“Of course not!”
Suddenly, she had a crazy thought – if she wanted to keep him here, could she? Did she have the allure to make him abandon the other woman?
When Zhi Wei realized she was comparing herself to another woman, a wave of infinite disgust rose in her heart.
This was no longer about winning or losing, but… did she need to?
What was wrong with her? Had she forgotten her ultimate goal was to provoke him into giving up marrying her? So why should she care about these “trivial matters”? Even if he loved all the women in the world, what did it have to do with her?
“You should go back to the room quickly.” Waving her hand, Zhi Wei wanted to wave away her barely concealed frustration and the source of trouble before her eyes.
Shang Peng’s face showed a subtle change of expression.
Did she… really not care? Really want him to leave quickly? He slightly widened his eyes, trying to carefully capture her expression, but missed as she turned around.
Facing her back with strong hints of wanting him to leave, Shang Peng had to leave, but when he reached the door, he turned back, “Uh, Xiao Jie is drunk.”
“What does that have to do with me?” Xiao Jie? The name of that woman?
“Hmm?” Her malicious tone made Shang Peng’s doubts disappear instantly, and he even felt comfortable… His voice was now extremely relaxed: “Of course, this has nothing to do with you, I just wanted to trouble you—”
“Sorry, I’m busy, no time.” She didn’t want to be bothered, not even for a few seconds!
“It won’t take your time, I just want to borrow a piece of sleepwear.” At this moment, Shang Peng suddenly had a desire – he wanted to see her expression.
She turned around, her flushed face immediately appearing before his eyes. “You?”
Even if she didn’t want this man, he was still her “possession” for now. She had reluctantly watched him accompany another woman to bed, and now he wanted her help?
“I? Of course not for me, it’s for Xiao Jie.”
“Borrow sleepwear? Anything else?” Her forbearing voice was trembling.
“Just this.”
“A bottle of bull’s strength? Half a dozen condoms?” Though it was a joke, she said it through gritted teeth.
“Oh, I probably won’t need those, but your home supplies are quite complete.” Confronting the woman with her hands on her hips and glaring, Shang Peng wanted to laugh.
“They are complete, but… sorry! These are personal items, I’m not in the habit of lending them to others.”
“Forget it then. It was my presumption, so I should be the one to apologize. Don’t take it to heart.”
“How could I?” Forcing a sweet smile, Zhi Wei used the door-closing motion to “drive” that figure out, “I want to rest, good night.”
“You should rest, good night.” His last voice disappeared behind the tightly closed door.
Rest? Would he really “rest”? But even if he exhausted himself, it had nothing to do with her!
Zhi Wei lay back on the soft bed and closed her eyes. Sleep! She commanded herself.
A moment later.
“Whoosh!” A body suddenly sprang up from the forcefully lifted quilt.
Staring at the ceiling, Zhi Wei’s long, thin eyebrows began to look like earthworms. After taking a deep breath, she jumped out of bed and opened the door—
What was she doing? Checking on the rooms?
