When they met again, the boss' eyes turned red, kissed her and said sweet words to her

"What are you looking at?"

"You deserve it. If I don't pay you back, I won't be able to sleep at night."

"The blow I gave you was lighter than the one you should have received just now."

Having exerted too much force, she began to feel dizzy again. Xu Nanyin propped the stick against the ground and managed to stand upright. Her face, tilted upward, was rosy and pale, as flawless as the petals of a lychee rose. Because of her weakness, her fierce tone inexplicably revealed a hint of naiveté.

Pei Zhuo stared at her with deep and focused eyes for several seconds, then took his right hand away from the back of her neck, leaving a little red blood on his palm.

He took out a gray handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood.

"Sister-in-law, at least I saved you."

Xu Nanyin didn't buy it: "Who asked you to come and rescue me? It's unnecessary."

She knew Wu Xing's character very well, so before coming, she asked the security office for a pinhole tracking device, tied up her hair, and put a disguised hairpin in her hair.

She had instructed the security room to send out bodyguards immediately if they found anything wrong with her positioning.

Pei Zhuo must have happened to be in the old house, and came looking for her after he found out. The old house had about a hundred bodyguards, and she could have been easily rescued even without Pei Zhuo, so it was not that she owed him anything.

Pei Zhuo raised an eyebrow and suddenly asked, "You helped me block it just now because... you mistook me for Jing Mo?"

He could guess what was going on. Xu Nanyin: "...No."

Pei Zhuo stared at her for several seconds again, his voice becoming slightly deeper: "It seems so."

"Sister-in-law, according to your logic, if you don't want me to save you, then you should return it to me..."

Xu Nanyin's wrist was suddenly grabbed, and before she could react, the stick in her hand was snatched away. Pei Zhuo, still in a gentle tone, asked her, "Can you bear another blow, sister-in-law?"

Xu Nanyin shook his hand off, her legs feeling a little weak, but her expression remained calm: "You won't attack me, otherwise how can you maintain your hypocritical mask? And Jing Mo should be here soon."

Pei Zhuo's eyes rarely revealed a hint of gloom: "The dead will not speak carelessly. When the time comes, everyone will know that my sister-in-law died in the chaos."

As his eyes swept over the seven or eight people who were knocked down on the ground, Xu Nanyin felt a chill on his back and his fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

Finally, his true colors were revealed.

He was going to kill them all?

No wonder he rushed over here, it turned out he wanted to take advantage of the chaos to finish her off.

She tried her best to remain calm, but her voice couldn't help but tremble, "Think carefully, if you attack me now, Jing Mo will definitely not be fooled by you, then..."

Pei Zhuo raised his long arm, his slender white finger bones gripped the wooden stick tightly, veins bulged on the back of his hand, and he swung it down with force!

The voice got stuck in her throat, and Xu Nanyin instinctively closed her eyes in horror...

The expected severe pain did not come.

She could clearly feel her heart pounding and opened her eyes suddenly.

He met Pei Zhuo's smiling gaze.

The clear and bright face was filled with a smile, which did not seem as fake as before, but rather a genuine smile as he looked at her.

He threw away the stick, lowered his head slightly and moved closer to her, looking at her face, which was flushed with panic. She had a rich and gorgeous beauty, her soft lips slightly parted, like a frightened deer...

"Sister-in-law, where is your soul? Come back."

The breath she had been holding suddenly relaxed, and Xu Nanyin subconsciously took several steps back. She tripped over something and fell backwards.

But her arm was grabbed in time and Pei Zhuo helped her up.

Xu Nanyin barely managed to stand still, only then realizing that she had been tricked by him?!

But, someone like Pei Zhuo... would actually play tricks on her?

She shook his hand off and said, "Get out of here!"

He cursed again angrily: "Psycho!"

Pei Zhuo actually had a smile on his face. "Don't blame me for being so scared. Blame yourself for thinking too badly of me. I'm more curious. In your eyes, am I the kind of pervert who kills people at will?"

"Isn't it? It wasn't you who sent people to kill me again and again that night?" Xu Nanyin said coldly.

Pei Zhuo restrained his smile, stared into her eyes and said, "I'm already regretting it."

It took her several seconds to realize what he meant, and Xu Nanyin responded with a wary and hostile look.

He wants to use this boring and ambiguous trick again? He must be mentally ill.

She sneered: "It seems that my cousin is finally willing to admit that you are the mastermind behind the failed attempt to kill me?"

"Did I admit it?" Pei Zhuo smiled nonchalantly, then asked with concern, "How's the injury on your shoulder? Is it serious?"

Sometimes I have to say that Pei Zhuo and Pei Jingmo are either cousins ​​or they have similarly thick skins.

Xu Nanyin didn't want to argue any further and was about to turn around and leave when Pei Zhuo unexpectedly took a big step towards her...

She retreated hurriedly as if avoiding a pest, but her foot tripped the arm of the man who was knocked unconscious to the ground, and she fell straight back.

Pei Zhuo took the opportunity to hold her waist.

Their eyes met, and a subtle expression flashed across his dark pupils...

Xu Nanyin's mind raced, but before she could think about it, she heard footsteps. She turned her head and saw a tall, slender figure.

Pei Jingmo was wearing a black polo shirt, gray trousers, white gloves on his hands, holding a golf club, and a dark green baseball cap on his head, as if he had just come down from the golf course.

His face was as gloomy as dripping water, and he took huge steps, approaching at lightning speed.

Like a majestic lion about to kill its prey.

The dust on the ground of the abandoned unfinished building seemed to be startled by him and floated in the air.

Just before Pei Zhuo was about to let go of Xu Nanyin, Pei Jingmo, with an expressionless face, swung the golf club and hit the arm that was holding Xu Nanyin.

Pei Zhuo had no time to dodge and was hit by a swift blow. Instinctively, he let go of the pain. Xu Nanyin stared at Pei Jingmo in a daze, her body losing its balance and falling backwards.

The next second, I landed firmly on the familiar warm and broad chest.

She subconsciously grabbed his arm with both hands, unconsciously tightening it, feeling that this was not a dream, but a real touch. In an instant, her eyes were red.

Pei Jingmo held her tightly, his expression a little strange.

"Cough." He coughed lightly.

Xu Nanyin still looked at him with red eyes.

Finally, Master Pei leaned close to her ear and whispered in a low voice, "You're scratching my skin. Let go."

???

Only then did he realize that what he was grabbing was not only the clothes, but also another layer.

Seeing his frowning brows in pain, Xu Nanyin couldn't help laughing. She let him go in a hurry, then gently helped him roll up his sleeves. She looked at the small red spot on his arm that she had pinched, and blew on it twice as if she was coaxing a child.

Mr. Pei's face suddenly brightened.

Xu Nanyin continued to gently help him roll up the sleeve of his other arm, an intimate gesture that she usually wouldn't do in front of outsiders.

But firstly, Pei Zhuo was not much of a human being in her eyes, and secondly, this could also fully demonstrate her stance and dissipate the sourness of a certain jealous person who had just witnessed the scene between her and Pei Zhuo.

Obviously, Pei Zhuo suddenly moved closer because he caught a glimpse of Pei Jingmo's figure and did it on purpose.

Pei Jingmo slowly pushed the golf club to the ground, with a forced smile: "Cousin, please don't be offended by the shot I just took. You are my family. If it were someone else who had touched my wife, they would have deserved to have their hands and feet broken."

Pei Zhuo's face rarely showed a hint of anger.

He covered the spot on his arm that had been hit hard with his other hand. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "I'm fine. Cousin, you should pay more attention to your sister-in-law. She took the hit on her shoulder while protecting me. I don't know if the injury is serious."