Chapter 20 Mr. Pei, I'll take your car.

Xu Zhouxing's words finally brought Shen Zhiyi back to her senses. She frowned slightly and looked at him with annoyance. She didn't even bother to explain, "It has nothing to do with you."

After staying in the chess and card room for too long, some people realized that they had no chance to make any connections this time, and the newcomer was not someone they could get close to, so they left through the back door one after another, and the chess and card room suddenly became much emptier.

Seeing that she was being harassed by Xu Zhouxing, Song Ran kindly helped her out, "Zhiyi, will you come with me?"

The scent of tea had faded, and the people in the teahouse had dispersed. Shen Zhiyi had no reason to stay here any longer, "Okay."

Xu Zhouxing didn't get an answer. He knew that the chance of seeing Shen Zhiyi again next time was slim and Shen Zhiyi would definitely find a way to hide from him. He took a step forward and said, "I'll take you there."

The art exhibition was a grand event, and there were many reporters and media gathered outside the banquet hall. If she continued to refuse, Xu Zhouxing might propose to her in public. Shen Zhiyi didn't want to create material for the paparazzi, so she didn't say anything, thinking that she would find a chance to get away after she went out.

Song Ran took her arm and said, "You don't like Xu Zhouxing? He's a playboy and not very reliable, but he does care about you."

There was some envy in her tone, "Maybe he really likes you."

Shen Zhiyi looked back frequently, not knowing who he wanted to see. He just smiled faintly at Song Ran's words and asked, "Even if he likes me, it doesn't affect his constant female companionship in the past three years."

She said firmly, "I don't want to like you this way."

How can this be considered liking someone? I just think it's fun to chase her and tease her, and treat her as a plaything.

Song Ran choked and laughed, "You are quite sober. Indeed, the love of someone like Xu Zhouxing is worthless, but I also want to remind you that love in this world is nothing. Fame, wealth and status are the real things."

"Isn't it the heart that determines what is true and what is false? What I care about, even if it is false, is true to me."

"You are so stubborn," Song Ran shook her head, "No wonder you still can't make it despite having such a good face. You are not suitable for this circle."

Song Ran said regretfully, "If you are too strong, you will break. Without a mountain to shelter you from the wind and rain, you won't be able to take root."

"I have."

Song Ran was stunned, "What?"

Shen Zhiyi was also shocked by what she blurted out, and pursed her lips to deny it, "Nothing."

She is really a little confused today.

When they walked outside, the valet drove out Xu Zhouxing's supercar. The brilliant blue paint attracted attention. It was Xu Zhouxing's favorite car recently. Song Ran's eyes lit up when she saw it. She grabbed Shen Zhiyi and walked to the side of the car, "Let me sit in this car. If you leave, I can't shamelessly use his car."

Xu Zhouxing took the initiative to open the passenger door, enjoying the envious gazes of the people around him. Shen Zhiyi was pulled towards this side by Song Ran, and his steps became slower and slower until he stopped completely.

Song Ran noticed that she had stopped, and turned back in confusion. Following her line of sight, she only saw a few cars parked on the roadside. "It's okay for me to ride in Xuzhouxing's car with you, and the media won't write anything wrong about it. You don't even want to do this?"

Shen Zhiyi's mind was no longer here. She pulled out her arm from Song Ran's arm, lifted her skirt and hurriedly jumped down two steps, saying without looking back, "I have something else to do, you go first!"

"Hey!"

Song Ran stamped her feet and glanced at Xu Zhouxing, whose face fell, and felt that something was wrong.

Having just offended the agency and Huo Heng, Xu Zhouxing comes along. Shen Zhiyi's journey has been really bumpy.

There were many people beside the traffic. Shen Zhiyi squeezed past several reporters and found the Rolls-Royce with half-closed windows. She had been in this car many times and was already familiar with it. Secretary Qin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, nodded slightly to her and greeted her. Shen Zhiyi's eyes swept over and saw the shadowy figure in the back seat. He looked over slightly, his eyes half-bright and half-dim in the dim light, and asked her with a trailing tone, "Whose car do you want to take?"

She had obviously taken in what had just happened and knew that she was almost taken away by another man.

After not seeing him for a few days, his eyebrows were tired, his features were cool and straight, his suit jacket was off, and the silk shirt of the same color had a very good drape. It swayed slightly with his movements. He knocked on the car door with his fingers and asked knowingly, "Do you like supercars?"

I don’t know if he still remembers the unpleasantness from a few days ago. Shen Zhiyi couldn’t tell how he felt, so she quickly answered, “I don’t like it.”

She bent her waist slightly, looked at him through the space left by the half window, and curled her lips slightly, "Mr. Pei, I'll take your car."

Her soft curly hair fell on her shoulders, and her bright and delicate face was covered with a thin halo. A faint smile was enough to captivate people's hearts. At this moment, these eyes were looking at him, and the smile was also for him.

Pei Yu stared at her, secretly hoping that this moment could last longer, longer, but he was reluctant to let her be exposed to the scorching sun for too long. He retracted his gaze and said, "Get in the car."

The air conditioner was on in the car. As soon as she got in, the cool breeze quickly drove away the heat on her body. Before Shen Zhiyi could say anything, Pei Yu had already leaned over, resting his head on her lap and closing his eyes to rest.

He looked unwell, and Shen Zhiyi thought he was sleepy and wanted to take a nap, so he sat quietly, not even daring to breathe hard.

The car was quiet for a few minutes. Shen Zhiyi's wrist, which was resting on her leg, was gently pinched. She didn't dare to move, and her voice was also soft, "Are you not asleep?"

I hope he can take a nap. He doesn't look well and must be very tired.

Pei Yu lay on his back on her lap, his eyes still closed, his fingertips slowly kneading the inside of her wrist. His weariness could be heard from his voice, "Not sleepy."

You're lying. I was so sleepy that I couldn't even open my eyes.

"Who is the man who is going to give you a ride?"

He was sleepy but didn't want to sleep, as he was still upset about the fact that she was almost taken away by someone.

"Xu Zhouxing," Shen Zhiyi was not sure if he knew this name, "he is a director."

Pei Yu was silent for a while. Secretary Qin, who was sitting in the passenger seat, explained in accordance with the principle of helping the boss solve problems, "Xu Zhouxing is the youngest son of the Xu family who is in the building materials business."

Pei Yu thought for a moment and said in a flat tone, "That idiot who lost 200 million in investment?"

"Ahem," Secretary Qin whispered, "It's him, no doubt."

Shen Zhiyi was not interested in Xu Zhouxing, and thought Pei Yu was just asking casually. She quickly changed the subject, "I saw you in the tea room just now."

Pei Yu turned sideways and buried his head in her arms. She especially smelled of tea scent, which he probably got in the teahouse.

"Well, go and show your support to the elders."

The partition was raised, and this was the last sentence Secretary Qin heard. He couldn't help but complain in his heart.

How many people can ask Pei Yu to show his support? Why did he rush here as soon as he returned to China? It was just to block people.

(End of this chapter)