A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1697 - 366: Such Deep Affection, Utterly Mistaken

Chapter 1697: Chapter 366: Such Deep Affection, Utterly Mistaken

She walked a few steps, and Ji Yunya’s brows furrowed slightly before she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Pei Qinghan turned his head and saw Ji Yunya’s pale face, with tightly bitten lips, clearly enduring some kind of pain.

He quickly walked over, "What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Ji Yunya hissed softly, her lower abdomen twisting in pain, and suddenly felt a warmth beneath her, darkly realizing something was wrong.

How could she have forgotten?

Pei Qinghan wrapped an arm around her waist and picked her up, striding towards the exit: "I’ll take you to the hospital."

"No need, put me down."

Pei Qinghan ignored her and continued walking out, as Ji Yunya shouted, "I’m really fine, put me down quickly. I’m a doctor myself, I am very aware of what’s going on with my body."

Lowering his gaze to look at Ji Yunya, seeing her red face, he placed her back on the ground, instinctively raising his hand to feel her forehead—she wasn’t running a fever?

Ji Yunya slapped his hand away: "I’m really fine."

It’s just too embarrassing to say out loud.

"Big brother, just go back; I can handle this myself." With Brother Yan, it’s different, but with Pei Qinghan, it’s really quite awkward.

Especially considering it’s such a private issue for women...

At this moment, how could Pei Qinghan just leave? "If you don’t tell me the reason, how could I possibly leave now?"

Ji Yunya was at a loss for words, thinking about how long this entanglement would last, and suddenly turned to leave.

Pei Qinghan’s gaze suddenly narrowed, focusing on the white dress that Ji Yunya was wearing, where a trace of blood was stained, as conspicuous as a red plum blossom in the snow.

Although Pei Qinghan hadn’t interacted with women much, it didn’t mean he didn’t understand. At this moment, a slight bitterness rose in his heart, but he also felt happy for her.

He walked over in quick strides and picked her up before Ji Yunya could react. In a panic, Ji Yunya pushed him, but couldn’t match Pei Qinghan’s strength. "What are you doing?"

"Ji Yunya, since I am your brother, what are you guarding against?"

Pei Qinghan’s words left Ji Yunya speechless.

They weren’t blood siblings, so of course, she had to be cautious about physical contact. Did Pei Qinghan really take himself to be her real brother?

Since he was so at ease, insisting any further would seem pretentious, so she said nothing more.

Pei Qinghan asked Fu Bai to book a room at a nearby hotel, placed Ji Yunya on the bed, and told her, "Wait for me here."

After saying this, he turned to leave.

"Brother Han..." Seeing Pei Qinghan leaving, Fu Bai hurried to catch up.

Pei Qinghan waved him off: "Don’t follow me." With that, he quickly distanced himself from Fu Bai.

Fu Bai stood still, glancing back at the room, wondering what was going on with Miss Ji?

Pei Qinghan went to a nearby convenience store, hesitating for a long time in the hygiene product aisle. With so many brands, which should he buy?

Pei Qinghan, with his handsome appearance and gentle demeanor, was the focus of women’s attention wherever he went. At this moment, seeing him lingering in front of women’s products attracted a lot of infatuated glances.

Pei Qinghan picked the most expensive ones and bought a few, and when paying, the shopkeeper’s wife gave him a flirty glance, "Young man, you really care about your wife. Why don’t you buy a pack of brown sugar? It helps relieve pain during that time of the month..."

Pei Qinghan picked up a pack of brown sugar and handed it to her: "Include this."

The shopkeeper’s wife beamed, thinking how handsome this man was, but more importantly, how much he cared for his wife. How lucky she must be...

"Young man, remember to drop by often...."

Ignoring the shopkeeper’s wife’s teasing voice behind him, Pei Qinghan walked out of the convenience store with the bags. Seeing a women’s clothing store by the roadside, he thought for a moment and went in, coming out with another bag.

"Hey, isn’t that Pei Qinghan?" A paparazzo out for a stroll saw Pei Qinghan and recognized him at once.

Seeing Pei Qinghan entering a hotel, curiosity piqued the paparazzo, who then carefully followed him.

As an experienced paparazzo, his skills could rival those of a special agent. Watching Pei Qinghan enter a room guarded at the door by security, unable to get closer, he decided to wait patiently.

The bags Pei Qinghan held were from a women’s fashion brand. Sneaking into a hotel with women’s clothes at this hour—was that not suspicious?

Pei Qinghan handed the items to Ah Yun and turned to the living room.

After all, she was a girl, and he worried Ji Yunya might feel embarrassed.

Ah Yun smiled, "Mr. Pei is so considerate towards Miss Ji, even preparing clothes. How attentive."

Ji Yunya blushed slightly, "Stop it."

She entered the bathroom with her items.

Ah Yun thought to herself that Mr. Pei was so good to Miss Ji, but unfortunately, the one she liked was Young Master Yan. She felt sorry for Mr. Pei from the bottom of her heart.

Ji Yunya emerged after changing into the clothes. They fit perfectly, as if tailored for her, "Mr. Pei has a good eye. This dress suits Miss Ji perfectly."

Ah Yun handed Ji Yunya some red sugar water, and Ji Yunya took a few sips. Outside the door, Pei Qinghan’s gentle voice came through: "Are you staying here tonight or going home? If you’re going home, I’ll arrange for someone to take you."

"No need, I have a car to take me back. Brother Pei, if you have things to do, go ahead."

Hearing this, Pei Qinghan didn’t say anything further, "Alright, call me if you need anything."

Hearing the door close, Ji Yunya breathed a sigh of relief: "Later, I’ll arrange for someone to take you back to the Yan Family."

Ah Yun nodded, "Alright."

Ji Yunya sighed; the first time her period started, it dragged on for over ten days. The second one was a bit late, and each time it came, the pain was unbearable. Such a constitution really is troublesome.

Pei Qinghan came out first, leaving with his people, as the paparazzo thought it was over so quickly? Hadn’t even been half an hour.

After Pei Qinghan left, the paparazzo waited more patiently, thinking this was to avoid drawing attention, planning to leave separately.

Though Pei Qinghan usually kept a low profile, it didn’t mean people weren’t aware of him. On the contrary, ever since his appearance in the Capital City, he gained tremendous popularity among socialites. Being an illegitimate child meant nothing; what mattered in this era was strength. Furthermore, after being publicly acknowledged by the Pei Family, and since Yan Song’s engagement, Pei Qinghan became the hottest figure among socialites.

Now, a mysterious woman’s night meeting in a hotel with him, one could only imagine what kind of stir it would cause online if it hit the headlines. His year-end bonus was assured.

Soon, there was movement—a young woman came out first. But looking at her...fairly delicate, but nothing near the stunning beauty or sensual siren he’d envisioned...

Was Pei Qinghan’s taste really this ordinary?

While he internally mocked, that woman turned around, "Miss."

What—the maid? So the main character hadn’t appeared yet? Even the attendant looks so delicate; how beautiful must the lady be?

As he suspected, Pei Qinghan had high standards. This thought only ignited his excitement.

Right after, a woman emerged, wearing a black dress. That figure...perfect!

Looking up, her fair skin, cherry lips, and delicate nose combined to create a stunning visual impact that drew a sharp intake of breath.

While he was lost in the sight, a pair of eyes as dark as ink suddenly looked over, causing his heart to skip a beat, and he instinctively took a step back.

He bumped into someone, and before he could turn, he was lifted by the collar like a chick and was led forward.

"Miss, how should we handle this person?"

He was tossed to the ground; in his view were a pair of black Mary Jane shoes, exuding an air of vintage elegance. Just from these simple shoes, one could imagine the owner’s grace and charm.

He stupidly looked up, seeing and recognizing the face before him.

His eyes widened in shock.

"Ji...Ji Yunya?"