Transmigrated into the body of the vain and materialistic ex-girlfriend of a young master

Pei Zixian looked at her lowered head, and the anger in his heart dissipated.

He sighed, stood up, walked around the desk, and stood in front of her.

"Yutong," he said, his voice softening, "I'm not angry."

Pei Yutong looked up, her eyes red: "Really?"

"Hmm." Pei Zixian raised his hand and ruffled her hair. "But you must remember, you can't do this in public."

Pei Yutong nodded vigorously: "I know, I can't disgrace the Pei family, and I can't drag you and Mom down with me."

She paused, then lowered her voice even further: "We can't let those illegitimate children outside find an opportunity."

Pei Zixian's eyes darkened.

He knew what his sister was talking about.

The Pei family, a large and prestigious family, appears glamorous on the surface, but there are undercurrents swirling within.

My father has more than one illegitimate son and daughter outside the marriage. Those people are eyeing him covetously, just waiting for him to make a mistake so they can find a handle to break into his home.

My mother almost lost her position as the legal wife because of her unstable emotions.

So from a very young age, her mother strictly required Yutong to put away all her quirks and be a normal person, without making any mistakes.

Pei Zixian felt a pang of pain in his heart as he looked at his sister's forced calm face.

He reached out and gently hugged her.

"Don't be afraid," he said. "I'm here."

Pei Yutong buried her face in his chest and gave a muffled "hmm".

After a while, she looked up, her eyes still red, but a smile returned to her face.

"Brother, can I still go to play with Jing Sheng?" she asked softly.

"I promise I'll put on a good act in public and no one will notice."

Pei Zixian looked at her expectant eyes and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he nodded: "Okay."

Pei Yutong's eyes lit up immediately.

Pei Zixian added, "But it has to be in moderation; you can't scare her."

"Mmm!" Pei Yutong nodded vigorously. "I'll be a good girl."

She let go of Pei Zixian, and her bright and cheerful demeanor returned.

"Okay, I'll go now, I have class tonight."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the door, her steps light and her skirt fluttering.

As she reached the door, she turned back and winked at Pei Zixian.

"Brother, are you really not going to consider luring Jing Sheng home? She smells so good and is so soft, I love her so much."

Pei Zixian: "..."

Pei Yutong chuckled, opened the door, and ran out.

The door closed, and the office fell silent again.

Pei Zixian raised his hand and pressed his temples.

Headache.

He remembered Su Jingsheng's face and the scent of roses on her body.

Refreshing, sweet, and alluring.

He walked to his desk, picked up the documents he had put down earlier, but couldn't concentrate on reading a single word.

My mind was filled with Pei Yutong's words: "Do you want to trick her into coming home?"

……

Two days later, at the open-air basketball court behind the S University gymnasium.

Bo Jinghuai leaned against a black Bugatti, twirling his phone in his hand, his gaze fixed on the slender figure walking towards them in the distance.

Su Jingsheng wore a light apricot-colored dress today, her long hair was braided and tied with a ribbon at the end, which was her usual style.

When she walked up to him, she looked up at him, her almond-shaped eyes reflecting the setting sun.

"Jinghuai," she said softly, "you were looking for me?"

Bo Jinghuai put away his phone, reached out and grabbed her wrist, and pulled her towards the car.

"Yan Sichen's birthday is the day after tomorrow," he said, his voice not loud. "It'll be on a cruise ship for three days."

Su Jingsheng blinked: "A cruise ship?"

"Okay." Bo Jinghuai looked at her. "Come with me."

The little girl paused for a moment, then asked, "Me too?"

"Otherwise what?" Bo Jinghuai raised an eyebrow. "You want me to mentor other Omegas?"

Su Jingsheng hesitated, "But there will be many people from noble families there, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to go."

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for two seconds, then bent down and leaned closer to her: "Su Jingsheng, you're mine now. I'll take you. Who dares say it's inappropriate?"

Su Jingsheng stepped back slightly: "So you're staying for two nights?"

"Hmm." Bo Jinghuai straightened up and put one hand into his suit trouser pocket.

"There are suites on the top deck of the cruise ship; you can stay with me."

She was quite intrigued: "I've never been on a cruise ship before."

Looking at her curious expression, Bo Jinghuai reached out and gently rubbed her cheek with his thumb: "Let's go play."

"The cruise ship is huge, offers seven-star service, and has an onboard casino, theater, swimming pool, and everything else."

"That kid Yan Sichen loves to throw money around, he'll definitely cause a ruckus at the start."

Su Jingsheng's eyes lit up.

She leaned forward, her slender white arms gently encircling his waist, her small face pressed against his chest: "Then I'll go."

Bo Jinghuai put his arm around her shoulder and leaned down to kiss the top of her head.

"good."

……

The following day, at 6 PM, at the port of Kyoto.

A giant, pure white cruise ship was docked at the pier; its hull was as big as several football fields.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the deck, making the whole ship look as if it were plated with gold.

Bo Jinghuai's car drove directly onto the cruise ship's dedicated lane.

He got out of the car, walked around to the passenger side, opened the door, and reached out to help Su Jingsheng out.

The little girl wore a light pink halter dress today, with a matching light pink tulle cardigan over it.

Her long hair was curled into gentle waves and draped over her shoulders. A new pearl hair clip was tucked behind her ear; the old one was lost and couldn't be found.

She looked pure and delicate, like a freshly peeled hard-boiled egg, tender and fresh.

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for two seconds before looking away.

He led her toward the gangway, taking large strides, which Su Jingsheng, wearing high heels, struggled to keep up with.

"Jinghuai, slow down," she said softly.

Bo Jinghuai slowed down a bit, turned his head to look at her, and teased her deliberately, "Your legs are so short."

Su Jingsheng pouted, gave a soft snort, and ignored him. When he kissed her that night, he praised her legs for being white, straight, long, and tender, saying he couldn't put them down.

As soon as she gets out of bed, her legs become short.

snort!