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Chapter 32 The Awkwardly Jealous Person

Qin Song wasn't stupid; she knew that Shen Yan had deliberately sent this post to her on WeChat Moments.

Shen Yanhui was provoking her.

She gave a playful smirk, saved the screenshot of her Moments post, and then logged out of WeChat.

She wasn't angry, jealous, or sad. She acted as if she hadn't seen anything, put her phone away, and went to the kitchen to cook.

She knew perfectly well what kind of bad intentions Shen Yanhui was harboring, but she wasn't afraid at all, nor did she feel any sense of crisis. She just found Shen Yanhui's behavior very strange.

In the original novel, Shen Yan Hui only appears after Pei Xing Zhi's divorce. Shen Yan Hui has always liked Pei Xing Zhi, but because she resolutely refuses to be a mistress, she appears so late.

But now, with Pei Xingzhi still not divorced and unwilling to divorce at present, Shen Yanhui suddenly seems impatient. Even knowing that her actions will be labeled as being a mistress, she still wants to come up and compete with Qin Song for him.

This is completely inconsistent with the proud and principled heiress of the Shen Group described in the novel.

The novel's Shen Yan Hui would never do, nor would she stoop to, such low and childish behavior as delivering breakfast to someone's door or posting provocative messages on social media.

Because this doesn't fit her persona or her personality.

But what Qin Song witnessed firsthand was that Shen Yanhui not only did these things, but did them with great relish and confidence.

This is not right. This is very wrong.

There's something wrong with Shen Yanhui.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Pei Xingzhi returned home.

"You're back! Wash your hands and come eat." Qin Song greeted him with a smile as usual, showing no displeasure at Shen Yan's post on social media.

She placed the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table and sat down to wait for Pei Xingzhi to eat.

"Did Mom make all these dishes?" Pei Xingzhi wiped his hands clean, walked over, and asked Qin Song.

Qin Song took a bowl, filled it with rice, and handed it to him, replying gently, "Yes. I went to Mom's for lunch today. Mom was worried that we weren't eating properly, so she made this much for me to bring back."

Pei Xingzhi: "Carrying so much stuff must be tiring. Thank you for your hard work."

Qin Song shook his head: "It's alright, not too tiring. Let's eat."

"Hmm." Pei Xingzhi picked up his bowl and ate a couple of mouthfuls of rice. Seeing that Qin Song was in a good mood, he finally said what he had been holding back all day.

"Qin Song, I want to explain to you about Shen Yan's breakfast delivery."

"Huh?" Qin Song herself had forgotten about this, and she was a little confused when Pei Xingzhi suddenly brought it up.

"Ahem..." Pei Xingzhi cleared his throat and looked directly at Qin Song from a short distance away, his eyes and expression very serious, so serious that he was a little dazed.

“Shen Yanhui suddenly started bringing me breakfast every day four days ago, but I have never accepted it. The reason I didn’t tell you was because I was afraid you would be upset by her behavior. You are pregnant now and have to prepare for work at home. You already have enough on your shoulders. I didn’t want to bother you with her affairs, so I didn’t tell you.”

Qin Song nodded: "Okay."

Pei Xingzhi: "Qin Song, please believe me. I know Shen Yanhui has feelings for me, but I know my limits. I've been rejecting her all along and have never given her any hope. I didn't tell you because I had ulterior motives and wanted to hide it from you; I genuinely didn't want you to be troubled by her. She's with the Shen Group, and I can't make things too difficult for her right now, otherwise my project will be even more difficult."

“I understand.” Qin Song put down his chopsticks and looked at Pei Xingzhi with the same serious gaze. “I told you I believe you, whether you tell me about this or not. Shen Yanhui has a special identity. If you want to get in touch with the Shen Group, you can’t afford to have too much of a falling out with Shen Yanhui.”

“I understand your situation, and I know you're doing this for my own good. I haven't misunderstood, and I'm not angry, so you don't need to be so nervous.”

"...Really?" Pei Xingzhi pursed his lips slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

"Really." Qin Song answered with certainty, but couldn't help revealing a little selfishness, "However, if something like this happens again, I think you should mention it to me at least once. Otherwise, if I suddenly find out, I can't help but feel a little uncomfortable."

"Okay!" With Qin Song's words, Pei Xingzhi finally felt relieved. He proactively put a piece of rib on Qin Song's plate and obediently confessed about what happened on WeChat Moments. "Shen Yanhui only stayed in my studio for half an hour today. Ye Ci and I simply talked to her about project cooperation, and didn't say anything else. But for some reason, around 6 PM, she suddenly appeared at my studio door again, saying she couldn't get a taxi home and asked me to take her."

“I originally wanted to refuse, but she told me that her father was quite interested in the game I made and wanted to arrange a time to meet me. I secretly wanted to ask her a few more questions, so I drove her home.”

"I understand." Qin Song smiled. "As long as it helps your project, it's no big deal to take her home."

Pei Xingzhi: "Hmm."

Qin Song picked up his chopsticks again: "Let's eat."

That concludes this topic. Qin Song didn't mention a word about Shen Yan's return to WeChat Moments, and had no intention of telling Pei Xingzhi.

Shen Yan Hui was acting strangely, and she didn't want to alert the enemy so quickly.

After finishing the meal, Pei Xingzhi took the initiative to clear the table and carried the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Qin Song had nothing to do, so he went to the kitchen to wash some fruit.

"Alipay payment received, 100,000 yuan."

The transfer notification suddenly sounded, and Qin Song and Pei Xingzhi were both startled.

"Is it your phone or mine?" Qin Song asked, his eyes wide with uncertainty.

Pei Xingzhi: "It looks like your phone."

"Oh." Qin Song took two tissues to wipe the water droplets off his hands, and took out his phone from his pocket with a blank look on his face.

On the phone screen, a message notification was prominently displayed: Lin Jiahe has transferred 100,000 yuan to you.

There was also a note following it: "This is for the child, you keep it."

"Ha—" Qin Song gasped, his face full of shock.

"Who transferred the money to you?" Pei Xingzhi asked curiously.

"..." Qin Song was silent for a few seconds, feeling inexplicably uneasy. "Lin... Lin Jiahe forwarded it to me."

"..." Pei Xingzhi suddenly fell silent.

He knew who Lin Jiahe was.

"Um... I think I also have something I need to tell you." Qin Song placed his phone in front of Pei Xingzhi and stammered.

Pei Xingzhi gave a low "hmm".

Qin Song scratched her head and organized her thoughts before recounting her meeting with Lin Jiahe that afternoon in detail.

After listening, Pei Xingzhi smiled enigmatically: "Very good, a very magnanimous man."

Qin Song stole a glance at his face and, seeing that his expression seemed off, asked with a grin, "You...you're not angry, are you?"

"No," Pei Xingzhi answered frankly. "I'm not angry. Why would I be angry? You didn't do anything with him..."

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish speaking, the bowl in Pei Xingzhi's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

(End of this chapter)