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

"Measure." Pei Jingmo ordered.

"I don't need it! Let me go!"

After realizing what was happening, Xu Nanyin refused to cooperate and picked up the bag in her hand to hit him on the arm.

The small bag was just about to be swung into the air when it was caught by a pair of chubby hands.

“Wow, this bag is so beautiful!”

Special Assistant Huang pulled the bag from her hand with a little force, and said with a caring look: "Ms. Xu, let me keep it for you first, so that such a beautiful bag won't be damaged."

Xu Nanyin's mouth twitched: ...

At this time, the woman in the suit had gently taken off her shoes with her white-gloved hands and began to measure her feet.

Xu Nanyin struggled to avoid him, but Pei Jingmo held her tighter. Her slender figure curled up in his arms. The difference in size was quite obvious, and the difference in strength was even greater.

She could only twist his arm a few times.

"hiss……"

He felt pain, and the hand that had passed through her knee suddenly slapped her thigh.

Xu Nanyin was stunned. Pei Jingmo lowered his eyes to look at her blushing face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly leaned close to her ear with a half-smile, "Don't move."

His thin lips pressed against her ear, "If you move again, I'll kiss you to death."

Due to the presence of others, his voice was so low that it almost became a whisper.

Xu Nanyin's heartbeat was pounding. Her strength softened at the sound of his breath against her ear. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the woman in a suit, who had just been measuring her feet with a professional, official smile, blush suspiciously. Perhaps she'd heard something because they were so close.

She gave up struggling and buried her face in his chest. Otherwise, she didn't know what this shameless and dissolute bastard would do. She would be too embarrassed to face anyone...

Pei Jingmo lowered his head to look at the well-behaved little person curled up quietly in his arms.

Her black and shiny hair covered his tea-brown shirt, and her gentle and light fragrance filled his nose, as if filling his heart, which had been empty for four years, inch by inch.

"Boss Pei, the measurements are ready."

Hearing the sound, Xu Nanyin was about to look up when a big hand grabbed the back of her head and pushed it back.

"The left foot was not measured properly, measure it again." Pei Jingmo said.

It’s been measured.

The woman in the suit was wondering when Huang's dark eyes behind his glasses darted at her, suggesting frantically, "Measure again from all angles, 365 degrees."

oh oh!

The woman in the suit understood and quickly glanced at the princess hug scene in front of her. Isn't this the real-life version of a wealthy and powerful CEO and his little wife... I'm hooked.

She has been professionally trained and usually doesn't do it during work, unless, it's too good to be done!

Pressing down the corners of her upturned mouth, she picked up the ruler again and said, "Yes, I need to measure it at least three more times."

Xu Nanyin couldn't help but look up, frowning and looking at the man, "Does it take so long?"

"How about you sleep in my arms?" Master Pei said sympathetically, "I can sing you a lullaby to help you sleep."

...What the hell! She just woke up so early in the morning!

Xu Nanyin buried her face again and rubbed her forehead against his chest to vent her anger.

"Tsk."

The next second, his low, casual, and playful voice reached my ears: "Little pig...let me hear you squeal."

"..."

After a long time, when Xu Nanyin was about to explode with anger, she finally finished the measurement and asked, "Can you put me down now?"

Pei Jingmo curled his lips and pointed at a pair of nude pink high heels. "I remember you liked this pair very much before. I've already brought it here. Want to try it on?"

Huang* had good eyesight and saw* Liu immediately coming over with a small bag and pink high heels, and put the high heels on the ground.

Pei Jingmo slowly let go, and Xu Nanyin slowly stepped onto the pair of high heels.

But I couldn’t wear it at the moment.

Four years later, her feet had become thinner and slightly longer. Her shoes were custom-made to fit her original foot shape perfectly, so they were naturally difficult to wear now.

She didn't force it in. Instead, she stared down at the beautiful matte nude pink toe. A bitter feeling suddenly welled up in her heart, and she whispered, "Just because I liked something before doesn't mean I still like it now. If it doesn't fit, there's no need to force it together. Just throw it away..."

After changing into her own shoes and taking the small bag from Huang Liu, Xu Nanyin quickly walked towards the elevator.

Pei Jingmo put one hand in his pocket and stood there silently looking at the pairs of shoes on the ground.

Special Assistant Huang's chubby figure came up to him, with a comforting look on his face: "Boss Pei, Madam was talking about high heels, not you. She definitely didn't mean to say she's unsuitable for you and that she's going to throw you away!"

"Is that so?" Pei Jingmo curled his lips coldly.

Huang Liu shuddered: "No one will think I'm dumb if I don't speak!" Then he shut up obediently.

The trees on both sides of the road are green and the morning light is bright.

After leaving the community, Xu Nanyin slowed down her pace, letting the sunlight shine on her body. When she walked to the breakfast shop, the gloomy emotions in her heart finally dissipated.

"I want a bowl of tomato beef brisket noodles."

She took out her phone to scan the payment QR code, but it was blocked by another phone.

"Two bowls."

Pei Jingmo scanned the code, a faint smile on his lips, "I'll treat you, after all, you treated me to tofu last night."

"..."

"Have you paid yet?"

Someone behind her urged her to do so. Xu Nanyin said nothing more and sat down at the square table in the corner, staring at the tabletop.

Pei Jingmo slowly sat down opposite her, crossed his legs, leaned against the back of the chair, and scrolled through his phone with one hand, exuding a cold and irritable aura.

An atmosphere of silence and alienation is brewing.

Finally, the noodle shop owner brought two bowls of noodles. He placed one in front of Xu Nanyin first, then looked at Pei Jingmo cautiously, put it down, and said in a tense voice: "Sorry, sorry... There were many customers this morning, so the service was a bit slow."

It was as if I was afraid that he would overturn the table and mess things up in the next second.

Pei Jingmo nodded expressionlessly, put away his phone, and pushed his bowl of noodles in front of Xu Nanyin.

The hot noodles are delicious and fragrant, but they are topped with green chopped green onions.

He didn't say anything, but she knew he was asking her to help him pick out the onions.

When they used to eat out together, she would always patiently pick out all the green onions for him whenever they encountered a dish with them. She didn't know what his quirk was; he could have told the restaurant not to put green onions in the dish, but he just wouldn't say it. He seemed to really enjoy her helping him pick out the green onions.

She had asked him about it then.

He smiled and pinched her face, saying frivolously, "I just like watching my wife help me pick onions. It's so fascinating."

She rolled her eyes at him slightly at the time, but her heart was sweet and soft. She was in love and felt that as long as he liked her, she would do anything for him.

But everything has changed.

Xu Nanyin said nothing, pushed the bowl of noodles back in front of him, picked up the chopsticks, and quietly started eating her noodles.

"Tsk."

Pei Jingmo folded his arms, tilted his head, fixed his dark eyes on her, and did not move his chopsticks.

The noodles were delicious, and Xu Nanyin ate them with relish, as if she were treating him as air.

His whole body seemed to be frozen, and a sneer was about to overflow from his eyes.

"The noodle soup is hot, be careful."

The boss was instructing a girl who had ordered noodle soup.

The girl walked to her seat, holding a bowl of noodle soup in one hand and answering messages on her phone with the other. Suddenly, a little boy came bounding over and was about to bump into her. The girl panicked and couldn't dodge, and her hands shook...

Coincidentally, behind Pei Jingmo, the girl tilted the bowl in her hand, and the noodle soup splashed down, heading straight for Pei Jingmo's exposed cold white neck...

In a flash, a slender white hand holding a bag suddenly reached out and firmly blocked the back of Pei Jingmo's neck.