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"...What are you saying?" Pei Xingzhi didn't understand a single word.

"Oh dear!" Shen Yanhui stamped her foot anxiously. "How am I supposed to explain this to you..."

She tugged at her hair in frustration: "I... I really can't explain this to you. Just remember, if you see me having another seizure, immediately find something to hit me awake!"

"Hit him hard! Hit him with all your might!"

“…No.” Pei Xingzhi shook his head, refusing her briefly and firmly. “I won’t hit you. Go find someone else to help you with this.”

"I..." Shen Yanhui was so anxious that she was at her wits' end, but she didn't know what else she could say to beg Pei Xingzhi.

Pei Xingzhi adjusted his glasses and directly told him to hurry up and leave: "It's getting late, you should go back and rest. You'd better find a girl to help you with this kind of thing, it's not appropriate for you to ask me."

"...I understand." Shen Yanhui's spirits immediately wilted.

She knew, of course, that it would be more appropriate to ask a girl for help with this kind of thing, but now that the system was controlling her body and only acting up when Pei Xingzhi was around, where was she supposed to find a girl to help her?

She shrugged dejectedly and turned to walk towards her room.

Pei Xingzhi frowned as he scrutinized her retreating figure, completely baffled by her antics, and unwilling to concern himself with them. As long as Shen Yan didn't bother him, he wouldn't bother with such trivial matters.

Although Linzhou wasn't as cold as Yuncheng, the outdoor temperature still dropped several degrees below zero at night. The hot air from the air conditioner escaped through the door, so Pei Xing took a step back, intending to close it.

But the next second, Shen Yan's voice called out to him again.

Pei Xingzhi.

Pei Xingzhi frowned impatiently: "Is there anything else?"

"Also, there's something else I want to talk to you about."

Perhaps it was because it was too cold, but Shen Yanhui's voice suddenly became a little dull and mechanical.

Pei Xingzhi opened the door again: "What is it?"

Shen Yan turned around and walked back stiffly to Pei Xingzhi.

Pei Xingzhi looked down at her, quietly waiting for her to speak.

But she didn't say a word, just stared blankly ahead, then raised her hands and suddenly unzipped her down jacket.

"...What are you doing?" Pei Xingzhi hadn't realized what Shen Yanhui was about to do.

"Wow—"

Shen Yanhui pulled the zipper of the down jacket all the way down, and then, grabbing the collar on both sides, she took off the pure black down jacket without hesitation.

The off-white wool sweater underneath was visible.

Her inner layer was a fitted style, the thin fabric clinging tightly to her body, outlining her graceful figure.

Pei Xingzhi only glanced at it briefly before hastily averting his gaze.

"Shen Yanhui, what exactly do you want?" he asked in a low voice, his face already showing obvious anger.

"...Hehe." Shen Yan grinned, letting out a charming yet strange laugh. "Pei Xingzhi, I've always liked you, can't you tell?"

"..." Pei Xingzhi frowned deeply, not responding to her words.

Her condition was so strange that even though Pei Xingzhi still had some reservations about her, he couldn't help but wonder if she had lost her mind or encountered something unclean.

"Shen Yanhui, wake up!" Pei Xingzhi shouted, trying to rouse her.

But instead of waking up, she even reached out and grabbed her sweater, pulling it off before Pei Xingzhi could react.

Fortunately, she was wearing an inner layer under her sweater, so Pei Xingzhi wouldn't be able to see her body.

"Shen Yanhui, what are you trying to do?"

Pei Xingzhi stared in horror, his eyes widening, and instinctively took two steps back.

Shen Yan seized the opportunity of his retreat, moved her feet, and quickly squeezed past him into the room.

Pei Xingzhi took a few steps back in fear, looking at her with a shocked and terrified expression: "Shen Yanhui, are you seeing a ghost? Do you know what you're doing?"

Shen Yanhui smiled, a gentle smile that also revealed a distinct oddness: "Of course I know what I'm doing."

After saying that, she threw the sweater in her hand to the ground, then grabbed the last piece of clothing she was wearing and took it off right under Pei Xingzhi's nose.

This inner layer was her last piece of clothing; after taking it off, she was left with only a thin bra on her upper body.

Pei Xingzhi was stunned for only a moment before quickly picking up the two undershirts she had thrown away and haphazardly tossing them onto her.

"Shen Yanhui, are you insane?"

"Hmph..." Shen Yanhui squinted and chuckled sinisterly, then decisively threw off the clothes draped over her body, leaving herself half-naked and facing Pei Xingzhi.

"Pei Xingzhi, don't you like it?"

“…Are you fucking crazy?!” Pei Xingzhi rarely swore.

He strode out of the room, picked up the down jacket from the ground, and threw it at Shen Yan Hui: "Put your clothes on and get out!"

"What happened?"

Xie Mingyi and Lin Jiahe rushed over upon hearing the commotion.

They ran so fast that before Pei Xingzhi could even warn them, they were already standing at the door, where they saw Shen Yanhui, who was not wearing any clothes.

"...fuck!"

The two men simultaneously swore and then turned around in a panic, their backs to Shen Yanhui in the room.

"No, what's going on?" Xie Mingyi grabbed Pei Xingzhi's arm and glared at him as he asked.

"I don't know either?" Pei Xingzhi replied with a dark face. "She said she needed to talk to me, but as soon as I opened the door, she inexplicably started taking off her clothes in front of me! It was like she was possessed by a ghost!"

"What?" Xie Mingyi clearly didn't believe it, not because he didn't believe Pei Xingzhi, but because he didn't believe Shen Yanhui.

Shen Yan Hui had indeed made many mistakes in the past, but since Xie Zhao Yuan gave birth, she had corrected her bad habits and become a better person. Through their time together, Xie Ming Yi was certain that she was definitely not a frivolous or unrespecting person.

How could she possibly come to Pei Xingzhi's room and take off her clothes in front of him?

"Is Shen Yanhui perhaps suffering from a mental illness?" This was the only possibility he could think of.

Lin Jiahe yelled at the top of her lungs, "Shen Yanhui, are you alright? Are you sure you're not out of your mind?"

Shen Yan Hui, who was in the room, shuddered, and her unfocused eyes cleared at a visible speed.

Xie Mingyi: "He doesn't even know how to answer anymore. This mental illness is a bit serious!"

"...Wh-what mental illness?" Shen Yanhui had just regained consciousness when she heard Xie Mingyi say this.

Xie Mingyi replied, "What mental illness? It's just mental illness in your head!"

"Huh?" Shen Yanhui frowned in confusion. A gust of cold wind blew into the room, and Shen Yanhui felt a little cold, so she subconsciously looked down. As a result, she saw that she was only wearing an underwear on her upper body.

"……Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

She belatedly let out a piercing scream, then hurriedly put on her down jacket, wrapping it tightly around her naked body.

She didn't know what was happening; she only felt the color draining from her face little by little. Even her heartbeat and body temperature slowly returned to stillness.