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

Faced with that alluring face, Shu Hua, as if possessed, cautiously extended her pink tongue and licked his fingers that were so close to hers.

The touch was warm, moist, and intensely ambiguous.

At that very moment—

"Sir, the ribs are to be made..."

Aunt Chen's voice came from the kitchen doorway, but the second half of her sentence was cut off abruptly.

Shu Hua was startled!

Almost instinctively, she slid off Pei Yanzhou's lap and lay flat on the sofa, resting her head firmly on the man's thigh. Then she quickly turned around and buried her flushed face in the back of the sofa, pretending to be dead.

That's terrible!

They were caught flirting!

Shu Xiaohua's carefully cultivated image of a demure lady has completely collapsed! She's too ashamed to show her face in public!

Aunt Chen really didn't expect to stumble upon the young couple being intimate.

However, due to her limited angle, she could only see the husband embracing his wife, seemingly speaking in hushed tones, and did not see any more explicit scenes.

She felt relieved, even a little gratified.

The lady was worried that the two of them were not getting along, but how could they not get along? They were clearly very much in love!

Pei Yanzhou's expression remained unchanged, only his ears turned slightly red. He calmly replied:

"Sweet and sour."

Shu Hua's favorite flavor is sweet and sour.

In just one week, he had figured out exactly what the little darling in his arms liked.

"Yes, sir." Aunt Chen immediately retreated to the kitchen.

The person is gone, but Shu Hua is completely beyond comforting.

A wave of immense shame and grievance washed over me, and my eyes instantly welled up with tears.

How embarrassing! It's all his fault!

Pei Yanzhou felt a dampness on his legs and his heart tightened.

Cried?

He tried to pull her up: "Are you angry?"

Shu Hua forcefully shook off his hand, refusing to get up, and buried her face even deeper.

"From Aunt Chen's angle, you can't see anything," he tried to explain.

Shu Hua continued to ignore him, silently protesting, her tears flowing even more fiercely.

The warm, damp heat seeped through the thin fabric of his trousers, scorching his skin.

Pei Yanzhou was now truly panicked.

He never comforted a crying woman.

"I'm sorry," he apologized somewhat awkwardly. "It's my fault."

It would have been better if he hadn't apologized; the moment he did, Shu Hua felt even more wronged, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls, and her shoulders trembled even more violently.

Helpless, Pei Yanzhou had no choice but to forcibly pull her up and sit her back on his lap.

Shu Hua turned her head away, refusing to look at him. Large tears rolled down her cheeks, landing on his shirt and on his heart.

He frowned with heartache.

Without another word, he scooped her up in his arms and strode up to the bedroom on the second floor. He gently placed her on the bed.

Shu Hua immediately pulled the blanket over herself from head to toe, hiding inside and continuing to shed tears.

Pei Yanzhou looked at the small bulge on the bed and sighed silently.

He first went to the bathroom to wash his hands carefully, then wet a towel with hot water and wrung it out.

He walked to the bedside and sat down, trying to pull back the covers.

"Listen to me, come out and wipe your face." He spoke very gently.

A muffled voice came from under the covers: "No... I'm not talking to you anymore..."

"It was my fault, please forgive me, okay?" he coaxed patiently.

The blanket ball stirred, but it still wouldn't come out.

Pei Yanzhou thought for a moment and changed his approach: "Stop crying, or you'll look like a little kitten and won't be pretty anymore."

Sure enough, the provocation worked.

The blanket was suddenly pulled off.

Shu Hua, her hair a mess, stared at him with teary eyes, her voice trembling with sobs, and asked, "You don't want me anymore just because I'm not pretty anymore?"

They looked both pitiful and adorable.

Pei Yanzhou's heart softened, and he quickly used a hot towel to gently wipe her tear-streaked face.

"Yes." His tone was firm, tinged with a doting affection he himself didn't realize. "You're Mrs. Pei now, how can you not want her?"

He wiped away her tears, put the towel aside, pulled her back into his arms, and gently kissed her slightly swollen lips.

"I apologize for what happened earlier. I won't do that again without your permission, okay?"

He held her and coaxed her like that, and Shu Hua's grievances subsided a little, but her urge to accuse him rose.

"Why do you always bully me?" she began to complain. "You bully me at night when I'm so sleepy, and you won't let me sleep... You even bully me during the day..."

Pei Yanzhou gently patted her back to comfort her, a smile playing on his lips: "I won't bully you tonight, I'll let you get a good night's sleep."

Seeing that she had calmed down a bit, he changed the subject.

"What were you thinking about when I came back just now? You looked so worried."

Shu Hua sniffed and said sullenly, "Work."

"Are you going to work?"

"Mmm." She nodded. "It's so boring at home."

Pei Yanzhou frowned; he didn't really want her to go out and suffer.

"Working is tough, there's intense competition in the workplace, and interpersonal relationships are complicated."

"That's why I'm considering it," Shu Hua muttered. "It's boring not to work, and it's tiring to work."

Pei Yanzhou pondered for a moment: "You can come to me."

Shu Hua looked up in surprise: "To your place?"

"You studied graphic design for both your undergraduate and graduate degrees?"

"Um."

"The company headquarters design department is hiring right now, you could give it a try." He looked at her, "I feel at ease with you by my side."

Shu Hua hesitated for a moment: "Going to your place... wouldn't that be a bad idea? What if people say I got in through connections, that I'm a crook, or that I'm having an affair with the boss?"

Pei Yanzhou's lips curled up slightly at her words: "The company has a normal recruitment process. I've seen your grades and resume; they're excellent, and you're fully capable of getting in on your own."

"As for those with connections," he paused, "I don't believe they can't do the job. As long as they're capable enough, neither I nor the company care about that."

He leaned down, close to her ear, and whispered teasingly, "Besides, you and I were already having an affair, weren't we?"

"You...!" Shu Hua raised her hand and pinched the flesh on his side.

Caught off guard, Pei Yanzhou grunted, grabbed her mischievous little hand, and his eyes darkened: "Where are you pinching?"

Shu Hua realized she had gone too far and quickly withdrew her hand, blushing as she changed the subject: "Then... how about I go for the interview tomorrow?"

"No rush." ​​Pei Yanzhou smoothed her hair. "Think it over before you make a decision."

"Okay." Shu Hua nodded obediently.

"Are you afraid of the interview?" he asked. "Do you need me to be there?"

"No need!" Shu Hua immediately refused. "I can manage on my own."

She didn't want the big boss to interview her personally, because that would make the whole company know that she had a special identity.

She thought for a moment, then cautiously suggested, "Um... if I get the job, could we... not make our relationship public yet?"

Pei Yanzhou raised an eyebrow: "Not going public?"

"Mmm!" Shu Hua nodded vigorously and began to explain her reasoning, "You know how it is, there's a lot of gossip in the workplace. If people knew about my relationship with you, it would definitely cause a lot of unnecessary trouble and idle talk."

More importantly, keeping it private allows her to enjoy a peaceful and carefree life. If it were public, the troubles and social obligations that come with being Mrs. Pei would be a huge headache just thinking about it.

Looking at her face, which was filled with the thought that "I want to slack off," Pei Yanzhou could easily guess what she was thinking.

He was silent for a few seconds, and just when Shu Hua thought he was going to refuse, he slowly said, "Okay."

Shu Hua's eyes lit up instantly: "Really?"

"Mmm." He pinched the tip of her nose. "Whatever you say."

Let her play with it for now.

Anyway, people won't be bullied as long as they're under his watchful eye.