In the dressing room, there was only one wall lamp with a soft and flickering light. The light wasn't very bright, it was weak, and on the opposite side of the door panel, a floor-to-ceiling mirror clearly reflected the two people embracing each other at this moment.

  Pei's hand was still on Song Yuqiao's waist, and through the thin fabric of her dress, he could feel a slightly higher temperature. There was a smile in his eyes, and his fingertips seemed to be playing the piano as they lightly tapped on her back.

  Song Yu was taken aback, struggling to shake off Pei Cheng's hand, glaring at him: "Pei Cheng, this is the women's dressing room!"

  Outside were still Zhang Menglin and Hua Zhen, he really dared.

  "It's very beautiful today."

  Pei Si Cheng slightly bent down, still using his ambiguous posture, pinning Song Yu Qiao against the door panel behind him, with his knees bent forward, between Song Yu Qiao's legs.

  Song Yuqiao was completely flustered, she was also a woman who liked to be admired by others, but absolutely not at this time! Not in this narrow dressing room. Face to face with a man.

  She bent her arms to prop up against Pei Si Cheng's chest, pushing him away. She didn't dare speak loudly, what if Hua Xuan and Zhang Menglin outside heard them?

  Pei Chengxian indeed has a handsome face that makes women's hearts flutter, especially when he uses this posture, under such lighting, with such gentle and affectionate eyes, looking at Song Yuqiao.

  She felt she was about to lose control and fall apart.

  "Pei Su, listen to me, you and I are fundamentally impossible. Look at me, I'm the daughter who was driven out of the Song family, now just a small clerk earning a salary... not to mention me, my friend Hua Zhen has liked you for three years..."

  "She likes me, so I must like her? Then I also like you, do you have to like me?" Pei Si leaned in close. Thin breath brushed against Song Yuqiao's face.

  "No, that's not what I meant. Your emotional world is none of my business, nor can it be. I'm just saying that we only knew each other as superior and subordinate at work. You're my client, and I must show you the respect...” Song Yuqiao felt Pei Si Cheng's hand sliding up her back and lowered her voice to shout: "Pei Si Cheng!"

  "Mmm, I'm listening." Pei Chi's fingers gently touched the back of Song Yuqiao's neck, his warm breath caressing her ear.

  Song Yuqiao felt her blood rushing backwards, then rapidly surging to the top of her head, her entire body feeling scorching hot. She forced herself to be rational, and although she opened her mouth again, her voice was already trembling slightly, with an unstable tone and a hint of seductive gasps: "Pei... Pei Sicheng, stop for now... I'm not saying we can't start, I can, just give me some time..."

  "How long will it take?"

  "I'll recover as soon as possible, but if you want a specific time, I'm not sure either. You know that I've been through a failed relationship and a marriage that can be considered a failure. I'm not ready to accept a completely new relationship yet. Now, I need to take responsibility for my own future, so I shouldn't casually invest in a new relationship... Besides, I'm still married," Song Yuqiao felt the temperature of Pei Si Cheng's palm getting hotter and hotter, and she anxiously said, "Pei Si Cheng, are you planning on being a mistress?"

  As she spoke, Song Yuqiao raised her voice, until the last sentence, which was completely interrogative.

  However, Pei Shi Cheng couldn't help but laugh lightly, and suddenly leaned forward, with one hand on Song Yu Qiao's waist and the other covering her nape, gently stroking it, their foreheads touching, Song Yu Qiao didn't dare to move at all.

  "Qiao Qiao, I found out that I really like you."

  In such a cramped space, the temperature has been rising gradually, as if the external sounds have been completely isolated, leaving only these two people, with their foreheads against each other and their bodies leaning against each other.

  Is this a confession?

  Song Yuqiao had also been flirted with by Pei Shichen before, but saying it out loud like this was... the first time.

  She bit her lower lip and just spat out a syllable: "I..."

  Seal with a kiss.

  A sudden kiss landed on Song Yuqiao's lips, soft and tender, tightly attached.

  She didn't reject or dislike Pei's kiss, and even felt a thrill of excitement, although it was just a faint flutter.

  "Don't worry, I'll take care of those things."

  His kiss wasn't a stormy attack from the start, but rather a gentle and tender dance with his tongue, soft lips touching, caressing, doing intimate things that only happen between loved ones. When emotions rise, he can't help but respond, exchanging fluids between their lips, without any feeling of disgust.

  Unable to help himself, Song Yuqiao completely lost control and reached out to hook his hand around Pei Si Cheng's neck.

  Paisong's hand had already untied the bow tie around Song Yuqiao's neck, and her chest was exposed. His fingers began to ignite sparks all over her bare shoulders.

  As they breathed in sync, Song Yuqiao felt that this kind of kiss had completely ignited her most primitive desires.

  Just then, Hua Yun's voice came from outside: "Yu Qiao, are you okay?"

  Song Yuqiao suddenly woke up from her warm sleep, just for a moment.

  She suddenly pushed away the Paisley in front of her, with an abnormal flush on her face, her hair slightly disheveled, and her dress half-untied, revealing skin that radiated heat, which dissipated as it touched the slightly cool air.

  "How did the lights go out?" Huazhen's voice came from outside the door, and with a few slaps, the lights in the mirrored corridor were turned on. "Yuqiao, are you okay? Come out quickly and let me see, there are still several sets of clothes."

  Song Yuqiao had calmed down her breathing, pulling the hem of her dress to cover her body, and rushed out the door saying: "Alright, I'll be right there."

  Pei Si took a step back, crossed his arms and looked at Song Yuqiao.

  Song Yuqiao's ribbon on the back of her neck was untied by Pei Chen, and now because she was a bit flustered, she had been tying it for a long time but couldn't tie it well.

  "Turn around," Pei said in a low voice.

  Song Yuqiao said: "No need, I can handle it myself..."

  Without saying a word, Pei Sheng had already stretched out his arm and wrapped it around Song Yuqiao's shoulder, his fingers lightly touching the nape of Song Yuqiao's neck.

  Logically speaking, Song Yuqiao had already gotten used to Pei Si Cheng's unyielding temperament, but she still felt a tremble in her heart, with a hint of faint pain.

  She tied up her ribbon, Song Yuqiao hastily opened the door of the dressing room and rushed out without looking back.

  Leaving the locker room, I finally felt the heat on my face dissipate a bit.

  At this moment, Zhang Menglin came in from outside again in the mirror corridor outside the locker room.

  Hua Yun furrowed her brow: "What are you doing here again?"

  "There's no Paisley outside! I just went out and looked around, it must still be in your store."

  Hua Zhen also felt puzzled, she had just quarreled with Zhang Menglin, and then Pei Si Cheng suddenly disappeared.

  "How, can I still hide him? You think I'm as unscrupulous as you are! I'm a straightforward and upright pursuer, if I pursue someone it's because of my skills, if I fail to catch up then I'll admit defeat. Don't tarnish me by thinking I'd use those despicable methods like you do," Hua Shuo said, "You think Pei Si Cheng Zhen would look down on you? You think the threshold of the Pei family is that easy to cross? Even if it wasn't me, it wouldn't be your turn."

  Just as they were about to quarrel, Zhang Menglin saw Song Yuqiao walking out of the dressing room wearing a pink evening dress and couldn't help but exclaim: "I want this dress!"

  Hua Yun took a step forward and blocked Zhang Menglin's line of sight: "This is my work, do you want it? Can you afford it?"

  "How much money do you want?"

  "Three million!"

  Zhang Menglin was so angry that her mouth was crooked: "You'd better go rob! A piece of rotten cloth is worth 30 million!"

  "Tattered cloth? You still want tattered cloth? I don't know who lacks eyesight." Huazhen coldly snorted.

  Li Bei stood outside the dress shop, got a call from his boss, took a minute to take deep breaths, then pushed open the door and came in, seeing Zhang Menglin pointing at him with her finger, he gave himself some encouragement.

  If the boss doesn't give him a raise this time, he can't bear it himself.

  It takes courage to deal with Zhang Menglin and Hua Zhen.

  However, the brilliant and powerful boss has already fallen to hiding in a women's dressing room, what can this assistant do to deal with two women who are tearing each other apart?

  Thinking so, Li Bei strode into the store with a confident and proud air.

  "Ah...” Li Bei cleared his throat, “Miss Zhang, the boss had an unexpected urgent meeting just now. Seeing that you and Miss Hua were chatting happily, he didn't disturb you. Now he's asked me to come over, send you home, and by the way ask if your evening gown has been chosen."

  What a wonderful lie you've fabricated!

  Song Yuqiao stood in front of the mirror, her heart pounding violently.

  "Look at Song Yuqiao," said Zhang Menglin, pointing at her. "I want that evening gown she's wearing!"

  "Uh-huh, okay, I'll reply to the boss."

  Li Bei spoke very politely, but in his heart he couldn't help but want to shout "Buy! What do you want to buy? Buy it and get out of here!"

  Zhang Menglin cast a sideways glance at Hua Zhen, then turned and left with a swish of her hips.

  Hua Yun directly chased out and shouted at Zhang Menglin: "I'm telling you, without three million, don't even think about taking that dress away!"

  Then, in less than an hour, a gossip message began circulating online.

  "Paisley spent 3 million yuan on a custom-made birthday dress"

  Sometimes gossip spreads like this, Huazhen must regret saying so much and let Zhang Menglin show off on Weibo's hot list for another week.

  Finally got rid of Zhang Menglin, the jinx, and Hua Shuang didn't have the heart to let Song Yuqiao be her model anymore. So she simply made an appointment for another day, letting Song Yuqiao go in to change clothes and then head to a bar.

  Song Yuqiao suddenly realized that his clothes were still in the dressing room just now.

  She approached the dressing room with a bit of trepidation, thinking that when she pushed open the door to the cubicle, there would be a pair of black eyes staring at her, and she couldn't help but shiver.

  But clothes always have to be taken back.

  Song Yuqiao closed her eyes and pushed open the door of the dressing room.

  Pei Si was leaning against the mirror in the dressing room, with one hand in his pocket and the other playing with his phone. When he saw Song Yuqiao come in, his eyes flashed and he raised an eyebrow.

  "I'm here to pick up clothes."

  Bai Shoucheng readily took down the clothes hanging on the wall hook for Song Yuqiao and handed them over. Song Yuqiao reached out to take it, but Bai Shoucheng pretended to tease her and withdrew his hand, leaving Song Yuqiao grasping at nothing.

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  Sometimes, Song Yuqiao really can't understand which one is the real Pei Sheng. Sometimes he's childish, sometimes he's sinister, sometimes he's caring and considerate, and sometimes he's like a rascal who takes advantage of her. This person seems to have a thousand faces, each one making it hard for people to grasp.

  Song Yuqiao hesitated for a moment before turning around and asking, "How are you going to get out?"

  "May I go out with you?" Pei Si Cheng said with a faint smile.

  Song Yuqiao decisively closed the door of the dressing room without any hesitation and went to another one to change her clothes.

  ………………

  In the beloved bar.

  Tonight, Song Yuqiao accompanied Hua Zhen to get drunk. Basically, it was Hua Zhen who kept drinking cup after cup, while she was on the side persuading and chasing away some nightclub men who wanted to come over and flirt.

  The lights are flashing, and the music and noise in the entire bar are proclaiming that this nightlife has just begun.

  Song Yuqiao pushed away a man with hair dyed in five colors and six colors who handed over a cup of wine, directly refusing: "Sorry, sir, no need."

  The man didn't leave and said: "What would you like to drink, beautiful? You order, I'll pay."

  "I've said it before," Song Yuqiao frowned, she hated this kind of sloppy and idle young man the most. "Can't you see? We're a couple, she's my girlfriend."

  The man suddenly stood up and walked away, leaving behind a sentence "Don't know if I'm going to the Comrade Bar, it's disgusting here."

  Song Yuqiao didn't have any extra thoughts to care about those men, just taking care of Hua Zhen was enough to make her busy.

  Hua Yun had drunk too much, and pulled Song Yuqiao saying: "Do you know, the first time I saw him was when I followed my cousin to attend a wine party. He stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, I walked over, handed him a glass of champagne, asked if he wanted to drink, he smiled and said thank you. That was the first time we met. The second time was at school, he was a guest professor replacing two classes... Later, the third time was in this bar, when I first came here, I didn't know it was his bar, just thought the name of the bar sounded good, beloved, doted on. Later he told me that this bar was to find back a woman, I knew, it was for the woman who gave birth to his child. I just couldn't accept... There were many more times after that... Actually from the beginning, I knew he had a son, three years ago when he went back to Vancouver, I followed him to Vancouver..."

  Hua Yun spoke while crying and at the same time kept pouring wine into her mouth.

  Song Yuqiao felt uncomfortable in her heart and wanted to snatch the wine glass from her hand, "Hua Zhuan, you really can't drink anymore!"

  Hua Yun took the wine cup away from Yu Qiao, and directly picked up the wine bottle to pour it into his mouth. He wiped his mouth and said, "Yu Qiao, how did you become three? No, five! When did you learn to play the art of splitting bodies?"

  As she spoke, Huazhen herself let out a belch, then began to smile foolishly. "Yuqiao, go call Pei Si Cheng for me now, I want to make things clear with him, I've dragged this on for three years already, I must get this off my chest..."

  At this moment, Song Yuqiao felt that Hua Zhen was actually not drunk, and her mind was still clear.

  "Hurry up and call Pei Suo Che! If you don't make the call, I'll make it myself."

  Hua Yun herself said, just about to go get her phone from her bag, but suddenly lost balance and fell off the card seat. Scared, Song Yuqiao hurriedly helped her up from the ground: "Sit steady! Did you hear me? I'll call for you!"

  ………………

  Mrs. Pei missed her grandson so much at night that she asked Pei Si to bring him over for dinner.

  Pei Si Cheng picked up Pei Hao Yu from school, and as soon as he heard they were going to Grandma's house, he immediately became alert: "Dad, don't think about leaving me alone at Grandma's house again this time, I want to stick close to you every step of the way."

  On the road, Bae Ho-young asked: "Who's going to grandma's house for dinner today? Is my older cousin going?"

  "Why ask this?" said Pei Shu Cheng.

  Bai Hangyu sat on the chair, playing with his fingers, "I think my aunt doesn't like me. Last time at grandma's house, when the nanny wanted to hold me, she said very sternly, 'Can't you walk by yourself? Why do you need others to hold you?'". This sentence was imitated perfectly, and the little guy shook his head behind her back, "Actually, I don't like her either, so it's okay. We're even, so I won't be sad."

  This time, on the surface, it was said that the old lady missed her grandson, but in fact, she had arranged a blind date dinner at home and invited Zhang Zhengde's granddaughter over. She said: "Today is your turn to choose, soon our eldest and third will be back, see which one you like, tell me secretly, my two sons are both good."

  The old woman selling melons is still boasting about her own goods, let alone these are her two biological sons.

  Pei Youbai was the first to return. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a woman sitting on the sofa. For a moment, he didn't stay and turned his head out of the door.

  Mrs. Pei shouted from behind: "Lao Da, come back here!"

  However, the old lady's legs were no match for her big son's swift pace and she was soon left far behind.

  When Pei Youbai went to the garage to get his car, Pei Si Cheng had just gotten out of the car with Pei Huang Yu.

  "Great Uncle!"

  Pei Hangyu saw Pei Yibai from afar and ran over to hug his thigh: "Ride a big horse, ride a big horse!"

  This is one of the important reasons why Pei Hang Yu likes Pei Yi Bai, because Pei Yi Bai will let him ride on his neck or shoulders, but his dad Pei Si Cheng has never done that before.

  Pei Si Cheng picked up the car keys and looked at his older brother, who had a look of going back and forth again. He already guessed it and asked: "Another blind date?"

  Bai Pei put Bai Huaiyu on his shoulders and said: "Others have one wife for our two brothers."

  Pei Si Cheng: "...". Taiwan Section 亩 number.

  So Pei Si didn't even enter the house and left directly.

  Mrs. Bae, who had been waiting at home with a heavy heart, went out for a walk and sent away Zhang Zhengwei's granddaughter first. She took out the strand of woman's hair found in her third son's house and compared its length to her own hair. Then she moved Pei Haoyu's small stool to sit at the door, singing in her heart: The north wind blows, the snowflakes flutter, my heart is stuffy...