She was buried alive at the start, but she's determined to smash her ex-husband's head in

"Using him is not as good as using me."

Lin Qingwei looked at Pei Zhaoan with a puzzled expression. Pei Zhaoan had said such strange things many times today, but she really didn't understand. Qi Yanzhi was willing to be used by her because he liked her.

Could it be that Pei Zhaoan likes her?

Lin Qingwei was amused by her own thoughts. How could that be possible?

She composed herself and replied, "If the Grand Secretary dislikes Ayan and wishes me to stay away from him, then I'm sorry, I cannot agree to that."

Qi Yanzhi is the son of Duke Mu, who is also the Crown Prince's teacher. Naturally, they are on the same side. Pei Zhaoan is Emperor Xuande's man and helps Prince Duan. If you think about it carefully, the two of them are actually on opposing sides.

Lin Qingwei didn't want to get involved in their political struggles; her cooperative relationship with Pei Zhaoan couldn't be permanent.

Once she reclaims everything that belongs to her, if Pei Zhaoan still stands against them, she will not hesitate to take action.

"Ayan, ha, you call him that so intimately." Pei Zhaoan's voice carried a hint of sarcasm as he looked up at Lin Qingwei. "You haven't really fallen for him, have you?"

"He's my fiancé, why can't I fall in love with him?"

How ridiculous! Pei Zhaoan couldn't stop laughing, which made Lin Qingwei's hair stand on end, and a chill ran down her spine.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Qingwei was once again grabbed by the arm and forcibly pulled into Pei Zhaoan's arms.

"Let me go!" She was held captive in Pei Zhao'an's arms, barely able to move. The dripping hem of her skirt seemed to have a sticky quality, clinging her to Pei Zhao'an's body as well.

Airtight.

The overly intimate distance made her very uncomfortable; she could clearly feel Pei Zhaoan's hot breath spraying against her ear.

With one arm around Lin Qingwei's waist and the other hand turning her face around from behind, Pei Zhaoan's voice was as cold as if it had risen from hell.

"Fiancé? I'm afraid you've truly forgotten your identity. Are you really Lin Qingwei?"

Her face was forcibly pinched and pressed against Pei Zhao'an's face. His face was very cold, and when it touched her, Lin Qingwei couldn't help but shiver.

"Why do you always get angry about things like this?" she finally asked. "It doesn't seem to affect our working relationship."

"I don't want to repeat myself. So many people saw you abandon Qi Yan and get into my car. Now you only have one choice: to break off your engagement with Qi Yan. You need a powerful backer, and I am the best choice."

That's not wrong, but no matter how you look at it, Pei Zhaoan is in more danger than Qi Yanzhi.

Once you get involved with him, it seems hard to shake off the relationship. It's so annoying...

Lin Qingwei was tired and leaned directly into Pei Zhaoan's arms, too lazy to struggle anymore: "You don't secretly like me, do you?"

Her back was pressed tightly against Pei Zhao'an's chest. After she finished speaking, the center of her vest seemed to turn into a drumhead, being struck repeatedly, which even stunned her.

The carriage remained silent for a long time; no one spoke.

The hands that were restraining her slowly loosened, and she wanted to turn around to look out of curiosity, but Pei Zhaoan covered her eyes.

Dry and hot palms.

When a person is out of sight, their other senses become more acute. She wondered if it was just her imagination, but Pei Zhaoan's body temperature seemed to have risen and his breathing had become more rapid.

Lin Qingwei quickly said, "I was just joking, please don't..."

"What kind of answer do you want from me?" His voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but it whispered into Lin Qingwei's ears. "Or rather, what kind of answer would make you agree to my request?"

Her eyelashes trembled a few times, gently brushing against his palm.

The mild itching made Pei Zhaoan's face turn even redder; he simply couldn't bear to let go and let Lin Qingwei see him like this.

"Are you serious?"

"Ah."

Lin Qingwei's heart suddenly began to pound violently. A strange feeling made her clutch her heart, and she felt that her mind might be a little abnormal as well.

Otherwise, why would she actually want to agree when Pei Zhaoan said "yes"...?

It's so illogical. Qi Yanzhi is clearly the one who respects her more and is more willing to tolerate her.

Pei Zhaoan calmed down and released his hand: "Compared to Qi Yanzhi, Zhao Huarong should be more afraid of me. Instead of worrying about not being able to get rid of Qi Yanzhi in the future, or being unable to repay his kindness to you, you might as well choose me."

No one in this world knows you better than I do, and we already have a partnership. Once you get what you want and I've achieved my goal, it's easy for us to part ways.

Lin Qingwei thought it made a lot of sense.

Although Qi Yanzhi was willing to be used by her, she couldn't really be shameless enough to take advantage of him unilaterally. Qi Yanzhi was a very good person, but she didn't like him.

Choosing Pei Zhaoan is more convenient; there's no ambiguous relationship between them, just a simple business partnership.

She nodded and said, "I will think about it carefully."

Xia An drove the carriage around the city several times, estimating that the two had finished their conversation before heading towards the Lin residence.

Lin Xiuyao, who had returned early to tell Lin Zhengwen and Ye Shi everything, was extremely anxious. Heaven knows how shocked she was when she saw Pei Zhaoan kick Qi Yanzhi out of the car and leave with Lin Qingwei!

Good heavens! When exactly did Lin Qingwei get together with Pei Zhaoan?! Has she gone mad?!

"Your sister even dragged Princess Huarong down into the lotus pond with her?" Lin Zhengwen's expression was very serious.

Lin Xiuyao saw a carriage approaching in the distance and craned her neck to look: "Yes, but that's not important! She's alright, isn't she? The important thing is that she actually got into the carriage led by Pei Dage! Father! You have no idea what people are saying about her!!!"

"What are they saying about me?" Lin Qingwei lifted the curtain.

Lin Xiuyao immediately shut her mouth. Today she realized just how crazy Lin Qingwei was. She could even cause so much trouble in the palace, almost disfiguring Song Miaoyan, and still managing to escape unscathed from Zhao Huarong.

More importantly, Pei Zhaoan, who is notorious in the capital, might also have some feelings for Lin Qingwei, so she really doesn't dare to mess with Lin Qingwei now.

Ye hurriedly ran over, not because she was worried about Lin Qingwei, but because she was afraid that the other party would reveal her relationship with Prince Yong in order to save her life, and she was eager to confirm it.

But when she saw Pei Zhaoan getting off the carriage with Lin Qingwei, she couldn't help but take a few steps back in fear.

Although it was still summer, the evening breeze made Lin Qingwei, who was soaked to the bone, shiver with cold.

Ignoring the shocked looks on everyone's faces, Pei Zhaoan draped his own cloak over Lin Qingwei's shoulders, its dark shape almost swallowing her whole.

Lin Zhengwen nearly fainted upon seeing this scene. He rushed forward to shield Lin Qingwei behind him and looked warily at Pei Zhaoan.