Chen Zhi's mind raced. He pulled his collar up to cover the scratch.

"The backstage area was too chaotic last night. A scalper sneaked in and tried to steal autographs. When the security guards stopped him, I was accidentally injured," Chen Zhi blurted out, then started complaining. "Su Man called the police right away. She's probably still eating her lunch right now."

Pei Ningxue watched his performance quietly.

"yes."

"That scalper is quite romantic, deliberately scratching people's collars."

Chen Zhi remained unfazed: "Scalpers, they'll do anything for an autograph."

Pei Ningxue laughed in exasperation. She stared at Chen Zhi's flawless face.

"Chen Zhi, do you really think I'm easy to fool?"

"I don't think you're easy to fool; that's what I promised her," Chen Zhi sighed and admitted directly.

Upon hearing this, Pei Ningxue gritted her teeth, her chest heaving slightly with anger.

"Okay, so what are you doing sitting here now?"

She had been suppressing her emotions all morning, but she finally couldn't hold them back anymore.

"President Chen, aren't you tired of working non-stop all day? You took my car to pick up another woman's guest performer, and then spent the whole night at the hotel... and then you expect me to pick you up from the airport first thing in the morning?"

Pei Ningxue felt more and more wronged as she spoke.

She returned to Beijing on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. Deep Space Technology had just secured funding, and all the complicated financial coordination and administrative approvals fell on her shoulders. She stayed up late every day reviewing reports and dealing with investors and liaising with heads of other companies.

And what about Chen Zhi?

He spent tens of millions of US dollars on another woman, personally flew to Changsha to oversee things, and even booked a hotel room with her.

Who exactly is the boss of Deep Space Technology?

Chen Zhi looked at her slightly red eyes and didn't argue anymore.

He reached out and grabbed Pei Ningxue's waist, pulling her towards him.

Pei Ningxue gasped in surprise. She instinctively reached out to push Chen Zhi's chest, but Chen Zhi grabbed her wrist with one hand and pressed it against the seat.

"What's wrong with you! Old Zhao is still up ahead!"

Pei Ningxue lowered her voice, her ears turning completely red instantly. No matter how much she usually acted like a domineering female CEO, deep down she was just a freshman girl who had never left the campus.

"The partition is up, the soundproofing is excellent." Chen Zhi leaned closer to her face. "You came to Daxing Airport so early this morning, and stayed up all night monitoring flights, just to interrogate me in the car?"

Pei Ningxue struggled twice, but couldn't break free at all.

The aloof aura he had just exuded vanished instantly.

"Let go! Who wants to interrogate you!" She turned her head, looking out the car window. "Go find whoever you want, do you really think I care..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Chen Zhi pinched her chin, turned her face back, and directly lowered his head to cover her mouth.

Reasoning with a player like Pei Ningxue, who has high attack but low defense, is useless.

Pei Ningxue's eyes widened, and she let out two sobs.

She punched Chen Zhi twice on the shoulder.

But the resistance was extremely weak, and within seconds the force became weaker and weaker.

Finally, her fingers were left only weakly clutching the fabric of Chen Zhi's coat, and her whole body went limp.

A few minutes later.

Pei Ningxue pushed him away, panting.

She angrily wiped her lips, her eyes glistening with tears.

"Besides this trick, do you know any others?"

Chen Zhijian was still unconvinced.

Without saying a word, he pressed down again.

This time it lasted longer and was more ruthless than before.

Pei Ningxue placed her hands on his chest, initially resisting, but later completely losing her composure.

The temperature inside the carriage continued to rise.

After quite some time, the two finally separated.

When the two separated, they were still connected by a tiny, glistening thread.

Pei Ningxue leaned against the car window, panting heavily, her cheeks flushed.

She finally mustered up some strength and pushed Chen Zhi away forcefully.

"Don't touch me." She turned her face to the side, her voice trembling with obvious sobs. "You still have someone else's fingernail marks on your neck."

Chen Zhi let go of her.

He leaned back in his chair and looked at Pei Ningxue beside him.

"Ningxue, I owe you so much." Chen Zhi's tone was full of guilt.

Pei Ningxue remained silent.

The car drove smoothly on the ring road of Beijing.

After a long while, Pei Ningxue finally turned her head back.

Her voice was hoarse.

"Do you know what makes me angrier the most?"

"It's not about how much money you spent," Pei Ningxue took a breath, "nor about how you went to Changsha to spend two days with her."

"It was you in that live stream room."

"Watching her cry on stage, watching her receive the trophy," Pei Ningxue paused for a moment, "at that time, all you could think about was her."

At that moment, you didn't have me in your heart.

Chen Zhi did not refute.

Because she's right.

On this issue, any explanation is futile.

Chen Zhi sighed.

Pei Ningxue.

"Um."

I can't promise you that you're the only one in my heart every single moment.

"But I can guarantee it," Chen Zhi said, staring intently into her eyes, "that when this game of Deep Space Technology comes to an end, you will definitely be among those standing by my side."

Pei Ningxue raised her head.

Her eyes were still red, but she forced back the tears, and they didn't fall.

"I don't need to stand by your side."

Pei Ningxue bit her lip and stared intently at him.

"I need you not to treat me like a tool."

He came back to work on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, worked overtime without pay, and even had his own personal driver.

She did all of this willingly.

But what she feared was that Chen Zhizhen only saw her as a useful CFO—a pawn to manage the company and deal with capital. Once her value was squeezed dry, she would be kicked aside.

The carriage fell silent again.

After a few minutes of silence, Pei Ningxue's tense shoulders slowly relaxed.

She felt that what she had just said was too harsh, or rather, she was always the first to lose in these emotional tug-of-wars.

As long as Chen Zhi gives her a way out, she will take it without hesitation.

Pei Ningxue moved closer to Chen Zhi.

He reached out and took Chen Zhi's hand.

Chen Zhi turned around and wrapped her hand in his palm, holding it even tighter.

Pei Ningxue rested her head on Chen Zhi's shoulder.

"Am I easy to coax?" Pei Ningxue laughed self-deprecatingly.

Chen Zhi didn't continue the conversation, but instead reached out and touched her hair.

"I didn't sleep well last night, I'll sleep a little longer."

Pei Ningxue closed her eyes. After a long and tumultuous morning, with her emotions fluctuating wildly, she was finally feeling sleepy.

She adjusted to a comfortable position.

"I'm not going to the company," Pei Ningxue mumbled with her eyes closed. "Old Zhao, let's go straight back to Wanliu Academy."

Old Zhao in front didn't say anything, and the car smoothly changed lanes at the next intersection.

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