C7 Xiao Jiu You Are Provoking My Bottom Line

"You think too much."

The man pursed his lips into a straight line. He didn't turn back to look at her and only gave an order to his assistant before completely disappearing from the room with his heartless back.

Yin Zixian slowly clenched his fists, his nails digging into her flesh. Tears flowed down his face, but his lips formed an ugly smile.

Everyone believed that she and Pei Chuan would get along with each other sooner or later.

However, she was the only one who knew that while they had been childhood friends for over twenty years, they had never been able to surpass Fu Jiu's one year break into the world of Pei Chuan.

She was well aware that Pei Chuan was a stubborn and stubborn person. If he wasn't willing, no one would be able to force him to get married or even divorce him.

Then what was she all these years?

Heh …

Luckily, Pei Chuan owed her.

"..."

Fu Jiu walked out of the hotel resting room and leaned against the dimly lit corridor. She gently caressed the traces on her wrist and then narrowed her eyes.

Pei Chuan was walking towards her steadily, his brows were furrowed into a frown as if he was looking for her for revenge.

She knew that she was unable to get out of Pei Chuan's control and infuriated him. Not only did her father not receive any hospital expenses, he could only be transferred to another hospital. Fu Jiu was well aware of what that meant.

It was just that Pei Chuan clearly loved Yin Zixun that much, did Yin Zixian know that she was being kept by Pei Chuan?

She bowed her head slowly, her eyes obscuring the bitterness.

How could she keep making mistakes in her life? If she could …

When the man stepped out, he immediately saw Fu Jiu leaning against the wall, his head lowered as if he was thinking of something.

"You're purposely staying here and waiting for me to settle the score with you?"

When Pei Chuan saw the paleness of her face under the light, the deepest part of his heart was deeply moved.

Such a vulnerability shouldn't appear on Fu Jiu's body, at least until he returned home.

"Yeah."

Fu Li could feel the man's cold breath on his head. He lifted his head and wiped away the sadness in his heart. He smiled innocently. "I thought that Pei Zi Yun was in his room with his first love."

"What? Are you jealous?" The corners of Pei Chuan's lips remained unmoved as his tall and straight posture fell from the sky, completely shrouding Fu Li in shadow.

"Eat, why won't you eat?"

Fu Jiu recalled Yin Zixian's complacency in the Fu Family's trial, and at this moment, he had a hint of revenge in his heart. He wrapped his arms around Pei Chuan's neck, and blew out a warm breath beside the man's ear, "Fortunately, Director Pei was also my man. I wonder if Yin Zixian would feel disgust if he used my man before?

Pei Chuan's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc as he bent his body and approached her. With a low and gloomy voice, he said, "Xiao Jiu, you are challenging my bottom line."

Fu Jiu's back was touched by the man's cold fingertip and he could not help but shiver, "Director Pei, I would not dare. "I'm accusing you of something. No matter what, you are my current financial backer, and I want to fight for your favor. What if Director Pei forgets about me one day?"

Her curved lips were filled with charm, causing the black pupils of Pei Chuan's eyes to gradually grow denser.

"Zi Wu is much more sensible than you."

He stood in front of the woman, leaning closer to her, ignoring the ringing of the phone in his pocket.

Fu Li chuckled, "Since you think that Miss Yin is more sensible than me, why don't you let me have my freedom? Since we don't have anything in common yet, maybe I'll be worth a bit more?"

After she finished speaking, her gaze unconsciously swept over the man's body.

When the man saw Fu Jiu's earnest words, the corners of his lips curled up into a sinister smile. The veins on his forehead were almost popping out of his skin due to his patience.

He suddenly raised his hand, but before he could land, he saw Fu Jiu reflexively close his eyes. His fingers were like iron pincers as he pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her head and meet his pitch-black pupils. "Hide from what?"

It seemed that this wasn't the first time he had dodged this technique.

What did Fu Jiu experience in the six months since he left Hua City?

Pei Chuan felt his temples throbbing. He knew nothing about her in the past half year, and his heart was filled with an inexplicable sense of restlessness.