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Chapter 76 It’s all because of her

Qin Song had a sweet, subtle fragrance about her. It wasn't like perfume; it was more like a mixture of laundry detergent and shower gel that had been blended together over time and then absorbed and accepted by her natural body odor.

The aroma is neither too strong nor too weak, and the sweetness is just right.

Pei Xingzhi held Qin Song tightly, as if a piece of his heart had suddenly become empty, and he couldn't wait to insert Qin Song into it to fill the void.

"Pei Xingzhi, what's wrong?" Qin Song raised his hands and wrapped them around his slender waist, gently patting his back.

He remained silent, only tightening his arms and pressing Qin Song forcefully into his embrace.

Qin Song withdrew one hand to protect his stomach, while continuing to pat him with the other.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"No." Pei Xingzhi shook his head and finally spoke.

Qin Song softened his tone and asked as calmly as possible, "Is it because you're in a bad mood? Or are you under too much pressure?"

"No." Pei Xingzhi shook his head again, answering with those same two words.

"..." Qin Song frowned slightly, unsure of which direction to probe from.

"Xiao Song." Pei Xingzhi called her name in a hoarse voice, then lowered his head and buried his face in the crook of her neck, greedily inhaling her sweet fragrance.

Hot breath sprayed continuously onto his sensitive neck, and soft lips lightly brushed against his skin. Qin Song shuddered and involuntarily broke out in goosebumps.

"Hey, I'm here." She didn't flinch, but instead tilted her head slightly and rubbed her cheek against Pei Xingzhi's ear.

Pei Xingzhi closed his eyes, his high nose tracing the side of Qin Song's neck, and said in a weak voice, "Let me hug you, I want to hug you."

Qin Song: "Okay."

Pei Xingzhi was clearly preoccupied and didn't want to say much. Qin Song didn't want to force him, so she stopped asking and just obediently let him hold her.

He hugged and took advantage of her, making Qin Song feel very uncomfortable.

But Qin Song didn't want to push him away, so she let him brush past her.

"Okay, fully charged."

Pei Xingzhi hugged Qin Song for more than ten minutes before reluctantly letting go.

Qin Song tugged at his crooked collar, his cheeks slightly flushed.

"Time to eat," she said.

Pei Xingzhi gently stroked her face and replied with a smile, "Okay."

The food was freshly cooked and was steaming hot.

Pei Xingzhi quickly served the dishes, while Qin Song was responsible for serving rice and chopsticks.

"These are all my favorite dishes today." Looking at the beautifully presented dishes on the table, Pei Xingzhi's eyes lit up with delight.

Qin Song: "Yes, these are all your favorite dishes, try them."

Pei Xingzhi picked up his bowl and chopsticks, then put a piece of stir-fried pork belly, glistening with oil and fragrant, into his mouth.

"Delicious." His evaluation was simple and straightforward. After saying that, he took a big bite of rice. "I've been working hard all day, and I'm starving."

Qin Song picked up a shrimp for him: "Even if you're hungry, you have to eat slowly."

Pei Xingzhi nodded: "Mm."

Perhaps it was because he was fully charged, or perhaps it was because Qin Song's food was too delicious, but in any case, Pei Xingzhi's mood was visibly improving.

Qin Song observed his expression, and once he returned to normal, he tentatively asked, "How did the election go today? Were they satisfied with your performance?"

"It's alright." Pei Xingzhi answered naturally, without revealing any clues. "It's just that the election results won't be available for a while."

"Oh." Qin Song nodded, as if he believed her. "Just wait patiently, I believe you can do it."

Pei Xingzhi looked up at her and smiled, then picked up a piece of lean meat and put it into her bowl.

"it is good."

The couple had a great understanding; one didn't say much, and the other didn't ask many questions. Neither wanted to shatter this peaceful and warm relationship.

But there are always people who can't stand to see them doing well, and who are afraid that their lives will ever be smooth sailing.

The next afternoon, Qin Song was nestled on the sofa, putting the finishing touches on Feng Yu's necklace, when he suddenly received a call from Shen Yan.

She hadn't saved Shen Yanhui's contact information, so when the call came in, only an unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

At first, she thought it was a spam call, so she didn't answer immediately. It wasn't until Shen Yan tentatively said "hello" that she heard it.

“…Miss Shen?” She raised an eyebrow, unable to hide her surprise.

Shen Yanhui's voice was somewhat cold: "Qin Song, let's meet. There's something I think you need to know."

Qin Song wasn't keen on going. While adjusting the colors, he casually said, "Meeting? There's no need for that. Miss Shen, you can just say what you need to say over the phone. I'm listening."

"This matter must be discussed in person!" Shen Yanhui had little patience. Before Qin Song could refuse a second time, she said directly, "Because of you, Xingzhi lost this investment. How can you resolve this matter without showing up?"

"...What did you say?" Qin Song's paintbrush suddenly fell onto the sofa.

Shen Yanhui didn't explain, only saying, "I'll be waiting for you at Qiaomu Cafe at four o'clock this afternoon. Don't hide and be afraid to come."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"Because of you, Xingzhi lost this investment..."

These words seemed to be under a spell; long after the call ended, they continued to echo in Qin Song's mind.

Qin Song's mind went blank. She sat on the sofa for over ten minutes, then hurriedly left the house clutching her phone, without even grabbing her bag. But actually, there was still over an hour until the appointed time.

Qiaomu Café is located in the city center of Yuncheng. When Qin Song arrived, Shen Yanhui was already sitting in the shop. She had arrived earlier than Qin Song.

"sit down."

She slightly raised her chin, pointed to the seat opposite her, and then pushed a glass of orange juice in front of Qin Song.

Qin Song sat down, but didn't even glance at the orange juice.

"What did you mean by what you said on the phone? How could Pei Xingzhi lose his investment because of me?" She didn't want to beat around the bush, so she went straight to the point.

Shen Yan stirred the coffee in her cup, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

"Qin Song, you should have seen the games Xingzhi made, right?"

Qin Song frowned and gave a cold "Hmm": "I've seen it."

Shen Yan replied: "I admit, this game is very novel, very... But in this world, it is the first otome game in China with romance as its theme."

"This world is very shallow. Most people here would just think it's weird and crazy to date a two-dimensional character. Not many gamers would accept it, and naturally, no capital would be willing to invest in it."

"But if Xingzhi complies, the Shen Group is willing to take the risk and invest two-thirds of the aid funds in his game."

"This game could have seen the light of day, but because of you, not only is the game gone, but Xingzhi may never be able to stand up again."

"Obey?" These two words made Qin Song very uncomfortable. She stared coldly at Shen Yan Hui and asked directly, "Miss Shen, what do you want Pei Xingzhi to obey?"

Oh dear, the bedroom scene will have to wait until tomorrow!

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