Sweet Temptation! The Beauty in President Pei's Palm is Too Alluring

Shu Hua finally understood!

So this was where the two of them had been waiting for her to plot their "conspiracy"!

Nuonuo looked at the symmetrical white cream dots on her aunt's cheeks and laughed even louder, clapping her little hands, "Auntie! There are some on your face too, white ones, like a little kitten~"

Shu Hua was both annoyed and amused, and glared at Pei Yanzhou reproachfully: "Pei Yanzhou, you are so childish, actually instigating Nuonuo to be your accomplice."

Pei Yanzhou's eyes lit up with a smile, and he said matter-of-factly, "Isn't this adorable?" He then turned to Nuonuo and asked, "Nuonuo, isn't your aunt adorable like this?"

Nuonuo nodded vigorously, her voice loud and clear: "Cute, Auntie is the cutest~"

Looking at the two childish kids, one big and one small, Shu Hua was completely defeated and couldn't help but laugh. Oh well, childish is childish, as long as they're happy.

After playing for a while, Fu Hanchuan called, and the little girl Nuonuo instantly forgot about the cream fight and turned to look for her father.

The living room became much quieter.

With the little light bulb temporarily removed, Pei Yanzhou took the opportunity to pull Shu Hua up and lead her upstairs.

This was Shu Hua's first time entering Pei Yanzhou's bedroom in the old house. The room was large, continuing the old house's calm and classical style, spotless and clean, with even the air filled with the same cool and clean fragrance as him.

"Did you used to come back to stay often?" Shu Hua asked, looking around curiously.

"Occasionally," Pei Yanzhou followed behind her, "I come back two or three times a month."

Shu Hua nodded, but her gaze was drawn to a photograph displayed in the bedroom showcase. She walked over and examined it closely.

In the photo, Pei Yanzhou looks very young, probably seventeen or eighteen years old. He's wearing a well-tailored dark suit, standing on a green lawn with typical European-style buildings behind him. Although his features still retain a touch of youthful naiveté, his deep eyes and upright posture already exude a commanding presence. His features are strikingly handsome, and he shines brightly in the sunlight.

However, his facial expression remained as serious as ever.

"Pei Yanzhou," Shu Hua couldn't help but exclaim, "You look so young back then! When was this photo taken?"

Pei Yanzhou walked to her side, his gaze also falling on the photo: "Your eighteenth birthday celebration. You were still studying abroad back then."

"You studied abroad too?" Shu Hua was a little surprised; she had always assumed he had completed his studies in China. "Which school did you attend?"

Harvard.

"Harvard?" Shu Hua's eyes widened slightly. "That's quite close to my school! It's only a little over two hours by car. Our school and your school have regular academic exchange meetings, and I've attended them twice. We were so close back then, we might have even passed each other on campus."

As she spoke, a strange sense of destiny suddenly arose within her. In those years when they were strangers to each other, they might have breathed the same air under the same sky, or even brushed past each other on some street.

However, Pei Yanzhou ruthlessly shattered her romantic fantasies: "That's impossible."

"Why?" Shu Hua asked, puzzled.

"I'm seven years older than you," he stated calmly. "I started university at fifteen, completing my bachelor's, master's, and doctoral degrees, and graduated and returned to China at twenty-three. To be precise, I returned to China in the latter half of my twenties to familiarize myself with the group's affairs. And you, at that time," he paused, looking at her, "should still be in your second year of high school."

Shu Hua: "..."

Oh right! Age difference!

She then suddenly realized that there was a seven-year age difference between them. When he was making waves and returning home after completing his studies, she was indeed still a high school student in her school uniform, buried in a sea of ​​homework.

"Yeah, that's true..." She touched her nose a little awkwardly, turned to look at Pei Yanzhou, and suddenly sighed, "Sigh, if only I were a few years older."

Pei Yanzhou's eyes flickered slightly: "Why would you think that?"

Without waiting for her reply, he led her to the sofa in the bedroom and sat her on his lap. Then he took out a wet wipe and carefully wiped away the slightly dried cream from her cheeks.

Feeling a cool touch on her face, Shu Hua whispered, "In that case, maybe we could go to the same school, or even if we're not in the same year, we could still run into each other on campus, right?... Maybe we could even have a campus romance?"

Which girl hasn't fantasized about having a sweet and innocent romance at school?

Pei Yanzhou finished wiping and threw the wet wipes into the nearby trash can. Hearing this, he chuckled softly, "Never had a campus romance before?"

"Of course not!" Shu Hua immediately straightened her back, looking proud of herself as a "good student." "I was very serious when I was studying. I didn't care about anything else except studying, okay? As soon as I graduated and returned to China, not long after..." Her voice trailed off, and her cheeks flushed slightly, "I married you."

After saying that, she suddenly narrowed her eyes, turned to face him, poked his chest with her finger, and asked with a hint of accusation, "Could it be... you dated someone in school?" She pouted and snorted, "Well, he's so much older than me, with so much experience, how could he not have had a few passionate relationships?"

The sourness in his tone was so obvious that he himself didn't even realize how obvious it was.

Pei Yanzhou's smile deepened as he reached out and gently stroked the tip of her delicate nose, his voice filled with affection: "Curious?"

Shu Hua's eyes widened: "You really have them?" Her slight jealousy intensified. She leaned closer, deliberately using a fierce tone, and said, "Then tell me about your ex-girlfriends. How many? What were they like? Why did you break up with them?"

The more she talked about it, the more likely it seemed. No wonder this man was so skilled at certain times, not at all like a novice.

Maybe he learned these amazing cooking skills for one of his ex-girlfriends! The thought of this possibility made her feel uneasy and a little depressed.

Pei Yanzhou took in her little mood. He pinched her slightly puffed-up cheek with one hand, then lowered his head without hesitation and planted a firm kiss on her alluring red lips, even giving them a light sip.

Shu Hua was caught off guard by the kiss.

After kissing her, Pei Yanzhou casually bounced his legs, pulling her even closer. Looking into her watery eyes, he said, "I hadn't dated anyone before you."

"I don't have any romantic interests."

Shu Hua stared at him blankly, and the little bit of jealousy and suspicion in her heart instantly melted away, replaced by sweet bubbles.

"Really?" She couldn't help but smile.

"Yes, really."

Shu Hua was delighted, but another question immediately arose: "When did you learn to cook? And you're so good at it!"

Pei Yanzhou was silent for two seconds before saying, "After we got engaged."