“So delicate…”
“Even more adorable when you cry like this…”
…
The tall, mature man held Xia Zhi in his arms, softly calling her nickname by her ear,
“Rere…”
Xia Zhi bit her lip, opening her eyes in a daze.
She saw a familiar, proud, and handsome face,
Saw the man’s eyes filled with an overwhelming, undiluted affection.
“Yue Xuan…”
Her crimson lips parted, her voice unbearably sweet.
Xia Zhi felt somewhat confused, her head heavy and muddled, unsure of the situation.
How… could she be held by Pei Yuexuan.
So intimately…
Pei Yuexuan was the older brother of her boyfriend, Pei Yuhuan.
The man had a robust physique, standing at 190 centimeters tall, with the lines and proportions of a European supermodel.
He appeared lean in clothes, yet could lift Xia Zhi entirely with just one hand.
Despite his imposing height and presence, he possessed an elegant, refined, and handsome face—features more exquisite than a game character’s model, paired with a pair of captivating brown eyes.
The stray strands of hair at his forehead and temples curled along his jawline like an intoxicating hook, stirring in any woman who looked at him an urge to draw closer, to playfully indulge.
After all, people are drawn to strength and are visual creatures.
Pei Yuexuan, a man born with the world at his feet, exuded an air of indifferent disdain toward everything around him.
Yet now, he held Xia Zhi in his arms as if she were a precious jewel.
His gaze fixed nervously on her expressions, fearing he might fail to satisfy her.
This cautious, attentive demeanor greatly pleased Xia Zhi.
She released her lightly bitten lower lip and called his name again,
“Yue Xuan…”
The terrace door on the right was left slightly ajar, allowing the meddlesome evening breeze to slip inside.
It blew through, cool and gentle, tangling Xia Zhi’s lustrous, half-dry black hair.
Messy, yet endearing.
Compared to Xia Zhi, the man’s expression was far more lucid.
Pei Yuexuan’s eyes remained locked on Xia Zhi’s face, not missing a single flicker of emotion.
Now, seeing her bite her lip in overwhelming shyness, her thick, curled lashes trembling lightly as two glistening teardrops escaped,
The man could no longer restrain himself.
He could only hold her closer, his thin lips brushing against the shell of her left ear,
Whispering softly,
“Rere, how can I love you enough…”
But Xia Zhi couldn’t make out his words clearly, and even if she could, her mind was too clouded to comprehend them now.
“Yue Xuan…”
The delicate woman lifted her chin, pressing it against the man’s jaw,
“Kiss me… please kiss me…”
The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed, tightening the long, sensual line of his throat.
When he spoke again, his voice was rougher with restrained desire.
He lowered his head, gently nipping her delicate chin.
“My Rere, why are you so obedient…”
…..
Bang!
A loud crash echoed as the bedroom door was kicked open.
Pei Yuhuan stormed in, just in time to witness the scene.
In Rere’s stunning eyes, the coquettish charm that once belonged solely to him now reflected his own brother’s face.
The usually arrogant, fearless top-tier playboy trembled with rage, his eyes bloodshot.
Pei Yuhuan slammed the door shut behind him, his teeth gritted in fury.
The gun he’d brought to catch them in the act now seemed like a joke.
Pei Yuexuan sat up,
“Yu Huan, let’s talk outside. Don’t disturb Rere.”
The man’s face remained as calm and reserved as ever,
“You should know—Rere has been drugged.”
Hearing this, Pei Yuhuan showed no surprise on his face.
“I know she was drugged by those people, but brother, couldn’t you have taken her to the hospital? Did you have to… sleep with her?”
“Why should I take Rere to the hospital?”
Pei Yuexuan replied with righteous confidence, “I’ve loved Rere for ten years, and I’ve waited for this day for ten years. I don’t think I did anything wrong.”
Upon hearing these words, Pei Yuhuan, standing at the foot of the bed, was utterly shocked.
“Brother! Rere is my woman!”
He questioned through gritted teeth, “How could you love her, how could you… sleep with her?!”
“Your woman? Hah…”
Pei Yuexuan’s face turned cold as he sneered,
“Pei Yuhuan, tonight is your engagement banquet. Look at the engagement ring on your finger and see whose it matches.”
Pei Yuhuan gritted his teeth but had no way to refute it.
Because what his brother said was true—he was indeed engaged to another woman.
Pei Yuhuan stomped his feet in frustration, threw the gun in his hand, and roughly grabbed his scalp with both hands.
He roared at Pei Yuexuan, a display of helpless rage,
“But you’re my own brother! You can’t do this to me!”
On the bed, Pei Yuexuan’s expression darkened completely.
He threw off the blanket and got out of bed, calmly picking up the robe nearby and draping it over himself.
After slowly tying the belt, he finally looked up at his frivolous younger brother standing before him.
“Pei Yuhuan, if you weren’t my own brother, I would have killed you long ago.”
“Rere… will be taken care of by me from now on. I will marry her, I will make her the lady of the Pei family, and I will make her the envy of everyone.”
“I will give Rere… everything I have.”
…
“Cheers!!”
Xia Zhi opened her eyes amidst the clamor and noise, her head throbbing with pain.
She leaned against the velvet sofa, Pei Yuhuan’s jacket draped over her.
Ah…
She remembered now—today was Pei Yuhuan’s birthday party, and this was the private club on the Bund—Qing Zhuo.
Not far away, the 20-year-old Pei Yuhuan was the center of attention.
The young man stood at 185 cm tall, with a face as sharply defined as a Korean pop star.
He sported a bold American-style undercut, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding a radiant charm when he smiled.
Seeing Xia Zhi awake, Pei Yuhuan strode toward her.
“Rere, is your head still hurting?”
Having just experienced a chaotic dream, Xia Zhi strongly resisted his approach.
She instinctively shrank back,
“It’s fine, I’m going out for some fresh air…”
Leaving the private room and passing through the second-floor corridor, at the corner of the grand spiral staircase, there was a set of sofas.
Xia Zhi slumped softly in the middle of the sofa, still lingering on the dream she had just had.
Her already enchanting and misty autumn-pool eyes were unfocused, making her look even more irresistibly alluring.
She had a bit of a cold today and had taken medicine, which left her feeling drowsy. She had also just drunk a glass of champagne.
And she had had a… nightmare…
Now she felt even worse.
The fair-skinned, beautiful heiress exuded an air of delicacy from head to toe, her age hovering between girlhood and womanhood, like a flower about to bloom.
The passing waitstaff blushed, not daring to look directly at her.
…
Behind her, footsteps echoed from the staircase above.
A group of people descended from the third floor and turned the corner.
The man in the middle, with the top button of his white shirt undone and his suit jacket draped over his arm, casually glanced up with a faint smile.
His gaze trembled.
He saw Xia Zhi on the sofa.
The man hesitated for two seconds before rushing toward her.
The proud and dignified man knelt before the sofa, his face filled with gentle concern,
“Rere?”
Xia Zhi half-opened her eyes and looked over—it was Pei Yuexuan.
Suddenly seeing this man, a wave of grievance and intimate dependence welled up in Xia Zhi’s heart.
Two teardrops slid down her cheeks, falling onto the back of the man’s hand.
“Brother Yuexuan…”
Her coquettish voice carried a hint of accusation.
It was the lingering emotion from her dream just now.
The girl’s fair, delicate hand rested on the man’s shoulder as she softly nestled into his embrace.
[Let’s be clear upfront: this is a sweet romance novel, so sweetness and doting are the main themes, with male rivalry as the central plot.
The female lead’s character traits: delicate, soft, obedient, sweet (key points emphasized)
So, dear readers who want to see the female lead ruthlessly slapping faces, standing strong and independent, cold-hearted and unfeeling, cutting off all ties, and going on a wild rampage… be good, let’s close this now, okay?]