Extreme Pampering-Chapter 31 - I want to buy it myself and give it to

Chapter 31: Chapter 31 I want to buy it myself and give it to him.

Chapter 31: Chapter 31 I want to buy it myself and give it to him.

Qin Fang spoke shockingly, causing even the person involved, Shen Zhiyi, to freeze for a moment before silently getting up to leave.

She really couldn’t stay any longer.

“Hey,” Qin Fang panicked, his guess startling him into incoherence, “don’t go just yet.”

Everyone present, because of his notorious reputation, assumed he was playing the rogue, using such a low method.

Qin Fangru looked deeply at him, wanting to say something but stopping short, “Mr. Xiaoqin…”

If that person heard this, it was hard to imagine how severely Qin Fang would be chastised.

“No,” Qin Fang couldn’t defend himself, “I’m really not playing the rogue.”

Seeing that Shen Zhiyi was still leaving, he quickly stood up, “You sit, I’ll leave, I’ll leave.”

He walked to the door and dragged Fu Songzhi out with him.

Shen Zhiyi exchanged a baffled look with Qin Fangru.

“Songzhi.”

Not far away, just outside the private room, Qin Fang struggled several times to speak before finally revealing his recent discovery, “I smelled the scent of agarwood on that woman, the same agarwood scent that Brother Pei carries.”

Pei Yu loved incense burning, especially agarwood, which was exclusively supplied by an Incense Maker, with no second source. As a close friend of Pei Yu for years, there was no way he could be mistaken about the scent.

Fu Songzhi was taken aback and frowned, “Are you sure?”

Qin Fang exaggeratedly claimed, “Who knows Brother Pei’s scent better than I do?”

“Watch your words, or you’ll be careful of getting a beating from Brother Pei,” Fu Songzhi pondered carefully, with a thoughtful look, “It’s possible, though.”

The last time, Pei Yu left an auction holding hands with a woman, and afterwards, Fu Songzhi checked and found that on the same day, there was a red carpet event on the ground floor, attended by celebrities from the entertainment circle. If it were Shen Zhiyi, it definitely was possible.

This time, Qin Fang was truly in a panic, “This is bad, if she complains to Brother Pei, could he come to beat me up?”

Fu Songzhi still looked entertained, “Very likely.”

“Stop with the ‘likely’ already,” Qin Fang was frantic, “Why didn’t she mention she knows Brother Pei?”

“How would she say that, does she know you well enough to tell you?”

Fu Songzhi clapped him on the shoulder, “Brother Pei has been in a bad mood lately, you might just be a good outlet for him to vent. You’re really the model among good brothers, I admire you.”

“Get lost,” Qin Fang made up his mind, “It’s not too late to make nice with her now, is it?”

With no delay, he turned back to the private room, started pouring tea for Shen Zhiyi with a gentle expression, “Please don’t mind my earlier rudeness.”

Shen Zhiyi was totally confused, “I don’t mind.”

Standing at the door without entering, Fu Songzhi observed the awkward conversation between the two for a while. Thinking about Pei Yu’s unexplained stay in the city center without returning to Huating and his indifference when called out, his temperament so volatile that even they didn’t dare to approach him, Fu Songzhi suddenly realized something and took a picture to send to him.

Fu Songzhi swore, it was just a casual shot, but somehow, the photo captured Qin Fang and Shen Zhiyi very close together, smiles on their faces, looking inexplicably intimate no matter how one looked at it.

This could not be blamed on him; it was Qin Fang’s playboy looks that did it.

Once the photo was sent out, its vibration was especially pronounced in the empty office. Pei Yu focused on reading reports, showing no interest in checking his phone.

It was his private phone that rang, known only by a very few. Curious, Secretary Qin couldn’t help but say, “What if it’s Miss Shen?”

These past days, the boss hadn’t been back to Huating nor had he visited the hospital. Although there had been constant surveillance there, his behavior was truly abnormal. Miss Shen was worried too, she had only asked a few questions initially, and then stopped asking after that.

It was maddening.

Perhaps after being left hanging for about two minutes, Pei Yu finally signaled Secretary Qin to bring over the phone and then gave him a glance, “You’re so slow.”

Secretary Qin: “?”

Prioritizing his curiosity, Secretary Qin took the blame and stealthily peeked at the phone screen.

When Pei Yu saw the message was from Fu Songzhi, he showed no expression, but as soon as he opened the message box and saw the photo, he let out a cold laugh.

“Huh.”

Secretary Qin also saw the photo and was taken aback.

My god, is Mr. Xiaoqin this wild?

As a distant relative from the Qin Family, Secretary Qin hoped the boss wouldn’t resort to guilt by association.

It was only after sending the photo that Fu Songzhi entered the private room, by which time the charity event had already started. They weren’t attending directly and had the secretary bid on their behalf.

Qin Fang was asking Shen Zhiyi, “Miss Shen, is there anything you fancy?”

“That tea set is not bad,” since it was a charity event, Zhiyi was definitely going to bid on an item. She liked that tea set, which was a bit pricey, but still affordable.

“Then I’ll bid on it for Miss Shen,” offered Qin Fang.

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“No need,” Shen Zhiyi quickly declined, “I want to give it as a gift.”

“As a gift?” Qin Fang was persistent, “I can still bid for it on Miss Shen’s behalf.”

“Really, there’s no need,” Shen Zhiyi was helpless, “I want to buy it myself and give it to him.”

Finally, Qin Fang got the hint and exchanged a look with Fu Songzhi.

Could it be that she wanted to buy it for Brother Pei?

Not to mention they didn’t care for that tea set at all, Brother Pei didn’t even like the whole tea tasting affair.

Fu Songzhi’s eyes signaled: don’t pry.

Qin Fang had no choice but to swallow his words.

Because recognizing the person was purely accidental, without Pei Yu’s instruction, they felt it inappropriate to directly address the matter, leaving them unable to clarify her relationship with Pei Yu until the end.

When Shen Zhiyi returned to Huating, Pei Yu, as expected, wasn’t there; only the housekeeper was guarding the empty estate day after day.

“Did Mr. Pei say whether he will be coming back today?”

In the days she has been living there, the living room had accumulated many new items, ranging from ink brush paintings on the wall to ceramic tableware, all to her liking, even a stack of her scripts on the table. Pei Yu’s frequently flipped-through magazines had been pushed aside, giving the impression that she was usurping his nest.

Shen Zhiyi leaned on the armrest of the sofa, frowning and worried, “Should I not have come back?”

Maybe Pei Yu stayed away from Huating because he didn’t want to see her.

This surprising statement rendered the housekeeper unable to smile or cry, feeling utterly helpless, “If you want to see Mr. Pei, just tell him directly. If you’re too embarrassed to call, sending a message is also an option.”

Shen Zhiyi sat up straight, denying without a second thought, “I don’t want to see him.”

After a pause, she added, “I just don’t want him to be unhappy.”

Since they met, everything he had done was beyond reproach. Zhiyi knew he treated her well but didn’t know how to repay this “favor;” she instinctively did not want to upset him.

“Then go and cheer him up.”

The housekeeper was concerned, “Could you send Mr. Pei a message?”

She had sent a message, but it was to Secretary Qin; Shen Zhiyi didn’t know why she couldn’t take that step, it seemed like she didn’t know how to face Pei Yu, especially when she always remembered that question he asked her.

It took her a long time to make up her mind, and she sent a pared-down message.

It was night, and the city center was still brilliantly lit, almost like daylight. While a lengthy English report echoed from the computer, Pei Yu listened absent-mindedly, occasionally giving a few responses.

Secretary Qin knocked on the door with his phone in hand, “A message from Miss Shen.”

He emphasized, “Sent to you.”

At last, he wasn’t just relaying a message.