No? Can I read the mind of my mortal enemy?

When Shi Qiao returned to the car, the passenger seat had been pre-heated, and only a towel and a packaged plate of grilled salmon sushi were provided.

Pei Jingnian connected his phone to Bluetooth and played Johnny Stimson's "Flower".

In an instant, the torrential rain outside the car was completely shut out, as if one were halfway into a unique, slow-paced pub amidst the hustle and bustle of traffic.

The delicate male voice overpowered the thunder, and the switching between true and falsetto was smooth and subtle.

This was the first time she had heard Pei Jingnian's playlist.

Their taste is excessively good.

The man casually placed his phone on the center armrest, and seeing that the rain had lessened, he prepared to step on the gas and go home.

Shi Qiao glanced sideways and saw that there was still a crack on the phone screen.

The song was looped a staggering 574 times!

She looked up, and water droplets clung to Pei Jingnian's hair, his pale skin thoroughly washed by the rain, leaving him completely soaked.

There were still oxidized bloodstains on the hem of his clothes; I wonder if he got injured while looking for her.

It looks terrible.

She gripped the towel in her hand tightly, her lips opening and closing several times.

Pei Jingnian found her, and she had made a bold bet with him when she was in the tennis club.

Whatever the reason, she should be concerned about this now.

There was absolutely no other meaning behind it.

"Wait a minute, Pei Jingnian."

Shi Qiao picked up the towel and slightly propped herself up to face the driver.

She carefully wiped the water stains off Pei Jingnian's hair, gently blowing on his forehead with her warm breath, the ends of his dark hair occasionally scratching at the man's bare throat.

Pei Jingnian was stunned, and a light pink layer quietly appeared on his knuckles.

He's trying to cultivate a certain public image; he should stay away from it.

But Shi Qiao's palm seemed to have a magical power, making him unable to help but raise his head slightly, and when she wasn't paying attention, he quietly rubbed against her twice as obediently as a puppy.

My wife's hands are so soft, pat my head a little longer.

His gaze was fixed on her clear collarbone, which shone with a beautiful warm hue, and the collar of her clothes drooped down with gravity, revealing glimpses of springtime beauty.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

[Why is my wife's flesh so obedient? I want to bite it.]

I really want to know what sound my wife makes when she gets bitten?

Will I get scolded? I probably will...

But if it's my wife, I don't mind if she scolds or hits me.

All I want is to have fun.

Shi Qiao's body stiffened slightly, completely igniting all the capillaries under her skin.

"You can wipe the rest yourself."

She retreated to her original position, placing her hands in an X-shape across her chest in a defensive posture.

Although she's gotten somewhat used to these feelings, she still has to swear.

That's a pervert!

After a while, the car slowly started moving, and Shi Qiao finally caught her breath after finishing the four grilled salmon sushi she had packed.

Her head slumped against the car window. "But Pei Jingnian, how did you know I was in the equipment room?"

And how did he know that the person who harmed her was Ruan Ruan?

Pei Jingnian's gaze darkened, and ripples spread across his dark eyes.

"I called the police and they checked the surveillance footage."

"The police have detained Ruan Ruan and her friend, and the school will also take disciplinary action."

"I have already arranged for someone to follow up on this matter."

"You don't need to worry about this."

"I see." Shi Qiao nodded thoughtfully. "What a pity, I wanted to slap them ten times back."

She lightly touched the small, congealed crack and muttered unhappily.

Pei Jingnian's knuckles tightened when he heard the word "slap," and he almost stepped on the red light.

"return?"

His sharp eyebrows furrowed into shallow lines, pressing against the bridge of his nose, casting a dangerous, faint shadow.

"They hit you?"

Shi Qiao was a little embarrassed, "Actually, strictly speaking, it should be considered a mutual fight."

"They just have a lot of people, so I haven't fought them."

She patted her arm, afraid that Pei Jingnian would look down on her, "But if it's a one-on-one fight, I'm definitely fine."

She would never know that Pei Jingnian was lying.

Although he did call the police, his purpose was only to retrieve surveillance footage; it was not the police who actually detained the three people.

She had no idea that the bloodstains on Pei Jingnian's clothes did not originate from him, but were a mixture of the blood of three people.

She didn't notice the change in the man beside her.

Pei Jingnian's gaze was indifferent, a fierce ruthlessness rising and engulfing his eyes, his pupils slightly vertical, like a carnivore following only his instincts.

I was still thinking about how to deal with those three people.

There's some progress.

*

Back home, Shi Qiao rushed into the bathroom and took a shower.

Pei Jingnian said that Lu Zi took her Flying Witch Bag, and her phone was in it too, and he would bring it over tomorrow.

She lay on the bed with her hands raised high, the red marks on her wrists from the rough rope were obvious, and it hurt quite a bit to move them.

I was originally planning to teach them a lesson myself, but alas, this is a society governed by law.

Forget it, a gentleman takes revenge even after ten years.

She will always find a chance for revenge.

After tidying up, she took out her spare phone and browsed it for a while.

She has more important things to do now: how to win Pei Jingnian over so that he will reveal his true colors.

But to be honest, she's hardly ever been in love, let alone pursued anyone.

The last time I was moved was by a two-dimensional character; I cried and begged the author not to take him offline.

But in front of that damned Pei Jingnian, you can lose anything but your face and pride.

"What should I do...?"

Shi Qiao rolled around in her blanket, and a post popped up.

[Crossing the River in a Boat: How to Get Your Tsundere Crush to Pursue You - A Tested and Effective Version!!]

The data is terrifying, with over 10 likes!

Shi Qiao paused and obediently clicked on the homepage of "Crossing the River in a Boat".

The post was very detailed, covering everything from what to talk about to how to do it.

[1. Get to know Crush.]

Shi Qiao skipped this point, saying that she had lived under the same roof as Pei Jingnian since she could remember.

If she's still not familiar with this, she might as well give up on life.

[2. Learn to showcase your personal charm so that your crush can't help but want to get to know you better.]

Shi Qiao touched her chin.

Even just her breathing made Pei Jingnian mentally shout, "What a brilliant move!"

In this situation, does she still need to demonstrate any personal charm?

[Everyone needs to understand that being aloof and proud means that if you don't take the initiative, there won't be a story.]

Humans are visual creatures, so start with your appearance, and then gradually cultivate your inner charm.

[Choose the right outfit, play to your strengths and avoid your weaknesses, forcing them to call you "daddy/mommy."]

That makes sense.

Shi Qiao glanced at her own T-shirt, shorts, and pajama set, looking like a primary school student.

She has absolutely no personal charm.

correct!

Strawberry nightgown!

Earlier in the car, when she mistakenly thought Xin Sheng was Lu Zhou, she even planned to throw it away.

Luckily, she forgot.

She jumped out of bed and buried herself in the search.

She remembered that when Pei Jingnian was packing things up, he specifically piled up some clothes that he didn't use much in the innermost wardrobe.

About ten minutes later, Shi Qiao finally found a strawberry nightgown she had never seen before in a corner.

She pulled out her nightgown, and after seeing the design, her face instantly flushed.

Is this really something she should wear?