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Chapter 68 The Talkative Pei Dahua

"Xiaoxuan wanted to eat Sichuan food, so she took Mom away from her. Today, the beef will just be the two of us eating it."

Pei Xingzhi led Qin Song to their reserved table, guided by a waiter.

Qin Song smiled and said softly, "It's okay, we can eat by ourselves. Let's just treat it as a date."

The word "date" was too unfamiliar to Pei Xingzhi. He had been married to Qin Song for almost half a year, and this was the first time he had heard the word from Qin Song.

Pei Xingzhi's gentle smile froze for a moment, then his eyes blazed with fervor: "Alright."

The word, which carried little weight, caused his cheeks to flush slightly when he uttered it.

The waiter looked them over and flattered them with a smile, saying, "You two have such a wonderful relationship. I can feel your deep affection just by standing here."

Love...

These two words made Qin Song slightly embarrassed. She and Pei Xingzhi had married because she was pregnant, and they didn't have much affection for each other. To say that they had love was really an exaggeration.

"Thank you." Pei Xingzhi didn't seem to think so. He adjusted his glasses, his expression showing obvious satisfaction.

"..." Qin Song glanced at him and saw that his lips were slightly upturned and his eyes were happy. For some reason, she was reminded of the kiss Pei Xingzhi had given her in the car that afternoon.

Ever since she transmigrated and reformed the villainous female supporting character, Pei Xingzhi's attitude towards her has changed a lot. But kissing her forehead… she had always felt that kissing was something only lovers could do.

When Pei Xingzhi suddenly kissed her, was it because he had developed feelings for her, or was it just a slip of the tongue due to his emotions?
Qin Song thought about it over and over again, and no matter how he thought about it, he felt that the latter possibility was more likely.

"Xiao Song?" Pei Xingzhi leaned back casually in his chair and called out to Qin Song in a soft voice.

"Huh?" Qin Song snapped out of her daze and looked up at him with a somewhat blank expression. "I'm here, what's wrong?"

Pei Xingzhi smiled faintly, his eyes behind his glasses like a lake shimmering in the moonlight, gentle, calm, yet deadly.

Qin Song was momentarily stunned by that gaze, but after a moment, she suddenly overturned her previous thought.

Pei Xingzhi was a very serious person. So serious that he was somewhat rigid, preferring to do everything according to the rules. To him, Qin Song was his wife, and a wife is someone he could kiss.

He suddenly kissed Qin Song in the afternoon, perhaps unrelated to feelings or being emotionally charged. He might simply have felt that Qin Song needed a kiss for comfort at that moment, so he did it.

Well, that must be the case.

Qin Song had never been in a relationship and didn't know how to understand a man's heart. After thinking about it carefully for so long, this was the conclusion she finally came to.

She didn't know if it was right or wrong, but that's how she thought about it, so she decided to accept it that way.

Although I feel a little sad.

"What are you spacing out about?" Pei Xingzhi raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, his eyes showing both curiosity and worry.

"It's nothing." Qin Song shook his head, a hint of disappointment in his smile. "I'm hungry. How much longer until the food arrives?"

Pei Xingzhi habitually raised his wrist to look at it, and only when he saw the bare skin did he realize that his watch had been sold long ago.

"It'll be ready soon. Have some salad to tide you over." He lowered his wrist and placed the plate of salad in front of Qin Song.

Qin Song noticed his movement. She reached for her phone, opened the notes app, and wrote a few words.

After writing and saving the text, I slowly and leisurely ate the vegetables with a fork.

"Mr. Qin, this way please."

When the first dish was served, the waiter led a tall man in from the doorway.

The man had a powerful and oppressive aura, and Qin Song made her feel uncomfortable as soon as he got close.

She frowned and looked up, only to see a utterly repulsive face. "..."

No wonder she felt uncomfortable; it turns out she ran into Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang slowly brushed past her, his icy gaze fixed heavily on her.

She didn't say a word, nor did she look at him or greet him.

"Mr. Qin, this is your reserved table." The waiter led him to the table next to Qin Song and respectfully invited him to sit down.

He didn't move, only lifting his eyelids to stare coldly at the shop entrance.

"I am coming."

A few seconds later, a sophisticated-looking woman entered through the door with poise.

Qin Wushuang nodded, then pulled out a chair and sat down expressionlessly.

"Let's eat." Pei Xingzhi picked up a slice of beef chuck and put it into Qin Song's bowl, completely ignoring Qin Wushuang's presence.

Qin Song pouted unhappily and muttered, "What bad luck! How can I run into him even when I'm just having a meal..."

"It's okay, just treat him like he's not there." Pei Xingzhi picked up a glass of freshly squeezed juice and thoughtfully placed it in front of Qin Song.

"I finally have time to take you out to eat beef. Just focus on eating and don't worry about those unimportant people."

"Okay." Qin Song obediently agreed, picked up a piece of beef from his bowl and stuffed it into his mouth. "Let's eat quickly, and then we'll go open a blind box!"

Pei Xingzhi: "Okay."

Fortunately, there was a screen about one meter tall between the tables in the restaurant, so although Qin Song's seat was next to Qin Wushuang's, he didn't have to see him while eating.

She was uncomfortable for a little while, but then she returned to normal.

But Pei Xingzhi was the complete opposite of her. He was quite normal at the beginning of the meal, but he changed later on.

He became talkative and inexplicably boastful.

"Xiao Song, is this the beef you put on my plate? How did you know I like beef ribs?"

"Xiao Song, eat this. I blew on it to cool it down so it won't burn you."

"Xiao Song, would you like some orange juice? This orange juice of mine is especially refreshing, have a sip to cleanse your palate. It's okay if you finish it, I can order more later."

"Xiao Song, how's work lately? Have you encountered any annoying clients?"

"When are you coming to the studio to keep me company? I've been thinking Ye Ci is a bit mentally challenged lately, and I don't really want to talk to him..."

Less than half an hour into the meal, Qin Song heard Pei Xingzhi call her name no less than eight hundred times.

She was probably a little tired and wanted him to rest quietly for a while, but when she looked up and saw his expectant eyes, she couldn't bear to say anything.

"Fine," she sighed inwardly. Let the child speak his mind; he's so busy with work and under so much pressure. He finally has some time to relax, and she didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm.

"Xiao Song, eat some vegetables, don't overeat."

Pei Xingzhi muttered to himself again, and Qin Song reluctantly replied "okay." Just as he was about to eat some vegetable salad, a crisp "snap" suddenly came from the next table!
Then, the woman spoke.

"Wushuang, are you alright? Did you prick your hand?"

An extra chapter is here!
[Secretly competing... Aren't you childish, Pei Dahua?]

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