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"...Huh?" Qin Song didn't understand what he meant. She stared blankly for a moment, then said "Oh".

"Keep going!" She grabbed Pei Xingzhi's hand and pulled it down with great force. "The Party and the country believe in you! You'll definitely be fine!"

"..." Pei Xingzhi's slightly raised lips twitched a few times, and the smile on his face turned somewhat helpless. "You, I... I'm not a cadre, I don't need to cheer like this. What I mean is, don't you want to do something to show your support?"

"To show?" Qin Song tilted his head and thought seriously for a moment, then tentatively gave him a thumbs up. "Is this how you show it?"

“…Sigh…” Pei Xingzhi sighed heavily.

"Never mind," he said dejectedly.

"Why did you let it go?" Qin Song didn't understand.

Pei Xingzhi didn't explain. He put his laptop bag down beside his feet, then suddenly grabbed Qin Song's shoulder and pulled him into his arms.

"!!!" Qin Song's eyes widened instantly.

"Wow—"

Pei's mother was washing vegetables in the kitchen and couldn't see what was happening at the door. Amidst the intermittent sound of running water, Pei Xingzhi tightly embraced Qin Song, his lips close to Qin Song's ear, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I will do my best. Wait for my good news."

The two were so close that Pei Xingzhi's warm breath hit Qin Song's ear as he spoke. Qin Song's breath hitched, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news." She replied to Pei Xingzhi's words stiffly, like a piece of wood, yet very seriously.

"Hmph..." Pei Xingzhi chuckled softly, tilted his head slightly, and kissed Qin Song's earlobe.

Qin Song clenched his fists immediately.

Pei Xingzhi slowly released her, his soft lips leaving a series of kisses along her cheeks.

Her expression went blank; she was completely stunned.

"I'm leaving." Having finished flirting with his wife, Pei Xingzhi picked up his laptop bag with satisfaction, turned around, and went out the door.

Qin Song stood blankly at the door, belatedly blushing.

"Why are you kissing and hugging like that..." She raised her hand to cover her chest, feeling her heart pounding wildly. The more she thought about it, the more she suspected that Pei Xingzhi was seducing her.

In the original novel, Pei Xingzhi is described as gentle and abstinent, but when Qin Song recalls Pei Xingzhi's embrace and kiss just now, she can't associate him with abstinence no matter what.

"She's clearly a vixen..." She was so embarrassed that she gave Pei Xingzhi a vicious comment.

Today is Monday, and Pei's mother is going to her tutoring class. Before leaving, she called Qin Song to the living room, pointed to the fruit and snacks on the coffee table, and whispered some instructions.

"Xiao Song, these are all prepared for you. Pick what you like to eat. If you can't finish them, leave them here for Xingzhi to take care of when he gets back."

"I've already prepared lunch in advance. If you're hungry, just heat it up and eat it."

"You're home alone today, so please be very careful. If a stranger knocks on the door, don't open it. Call me or Xingzhi immediately, okay?"

Qin Song is already a mother-to-be, but Pei's mother still treats her like a child. She repeatedly reminded Qin Song of things she'd been taught in kindergarten, worried that Qin Song might encounter some trouble while home alone.

Qin Song wasn't going to spoil the fun; she listened attentively to what her mother, Pei, was saying. After listening, she nodded obediently and said, "I understand, Mom, you can go to work without worry."

Only then did Pei's mother feel a little more at ease, and she quickly grabbed her bag and went out to squeeze onto the bus.

"Oh!"

The door closed, leaving Qin Song alone in the large house.

After finishing breakfast and washing the dishes, Qin Song went to his room to retrieve his tablet and began revising the last design draft.

Once she submits this drawing, Jiang Mian can pay her the final payment. This is the first money she's earned since transmigrating to this world; although it's not a lot, it's enough to make her happy.

She was incredibly energetic, drawing on the sofa for the entire morning. After finishing, she sent the drawing to Jiang Mian and unexpectedly received praise from him.

—Hey, even after becoming famous, Da Hua is still working so hard? I noticed you hadn't made a move all morning, and I thought you were just hanging around in the comments section.

Qin Song: How could I dare to mess around... I have tens of thousands of followers, it would be so embarrassing if the client caught me commenting carelessly.

Jiang Mian sent a sarcastic emoji.

—Well, the fact that you still have some sense of shame proves that you're not getting arrogant.

—The image is finished, go join the comments section. My classmate can only come to the studio to see you on Wednesday, so take a good rest for a couple of days.

Qin Song: Okay! Thank you, Sister Jiang!

Jiang Mian helped Qin Song a lot, both openly and secretly, and Qin Song was truly grateful to her.

She put down her tablet and lay on the sofa, scrolling through the comments on the posts for a while. When she came across something interesting, she would leave a comment to connect with her fans.

She ate breakfast late and ate a lot of snacks while editing the drawings, so she didn't feel hungry at all by 1 p.m.

Even if she wasn't hungry, she still needed to eat. She got up from the sofa and was about to go to the kitchen to heat up her food when she received a WeChat message from Pei Xingzhi.

—Xiao Song, have you eaten?

Qin Song replied with a voice message.

"Eat right away. What about you? Have you had lunch yet?"

Pei Xingzhi: Not yet.

Qin Song: "Why haven't you eaten yet? Are you too busy?"

Pei Xingzhi: A little.

"Hmm?" Looking at Pei Xingzhi's brief reply, Qin Song suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Exchanging cold words through a phone screen, it should have been difficult to perceive the other person's emotions. But for some reason, Qin Song sensed that Pei Xingzhi was not in a good mood.

He seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Pei Xingzhi, what's wrong?"

Qin Song lowered his voice and softened his tone, asking cautiously.

Pei Xingzhi remained silent for a while before sending a reply.

—Xiao Song, I kind of want to see you.

The irrelevant answer directly confirmed Qin Song's worries. Qin Song frowned, and his voice became somewhat hurried.

"Pei Xingzhi, where are you now? I'm coming to find you."

—No! Don't come any closer!

Pei Xingzhi's refusal was firm. Qin Song, who was about to go back to his room to get his bag, stopped in his tracks when he saw these words.

Pei Xingzhi: Stay home and don't wander off. I'm fine, I just suddenly wanted to see you.

Qin Song didn't quite believe it.

--Really?

Pei Xingzhi replied with a voice message, his voice tinged with laughter: "Really. I had a lot of things to do today, and I got a little grumpy while I was busy. I'm fine, don't worry, just stay home and behave yourself."

--All right.

Qin Song came out of the room and went back to the kitchen to bring the heated food to the table.

Do you still want to see me?

She sat at the table and typed a question.

Pei Xingzhi: I think.

Qin Song smiled. She exited WeChat, opened the camera app, and took a picture of herself with the food on the table, making a peace sign with her left hand. She then sent the photo directly to Pei Xingzhi.

Pei Xingzhi sat in the empty hallway, his fingers tracing Qin Song's smiling face in the photo, his heart aching with bitterness.