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Chapter 206 Qiao Rui, I Really Want to Kill You

Chapter 206: Chapter 206 Qiao Rui, I Really Want to Kill You

Dinner time.

Mrs. Feng glanced at her watch a few times—it was already 6:30 PM.

Normally at this time, her husband would have been back already.

Today, he hadn’t come back nor had he called to inform.

It seemed that he wasn’t coming back for dinner.

Mrs. Feng did not dare to call and ask, so she served dinner to Qiao Rui first.

Only Qiao Rui sat at the dining table.

She asked, "Didn’t the master say when he would come back?"

"No," replied Mrs. Feng.

"Then did he mention not coming back for dinner?" Qiao Rui asked again.

"No," Mrs. Feng repeated. "In the past, he would always notify us in advance."

Qiao Rui paused, thought for a while, and then said, "Then let’s wait a bit longer."

"Madam, aren’t you hungry?" Mrs. Feng checked her watch again—it was going to be 7 PM soon.

Qiao Rui replied, "I’m a bit hungry, but if we don’t wait, I’m afraid your master will get angry, and I really can’t afford to offend him!"

Mrs. Feng: "...."

"After all, he seems to be quite petty!" Qiao Rui added.

Mrs. Feng chuckled bitterly. "The master isn’t petty at all; he’s actually a very generous man."

Qiao Rui shrugged, "I don’t think so. All I see is that your master is vengeful and petty."

Mrs. Feng wouldn’t accept that. "How could that be? The master is very generous and magnanimous."

This time Qiao Rui nodded, "Yes, indeed very generous, I won’t deny that, but magnanimous? I think your master is pettier than a pinhole."

"Madam, although I don’t understand why you think this way, I feel that impression is incorrect. Even if you feel that way, it must just be a quirk between you two," Mrs. Feng smiled kindly while speaking for Pei Liyan.

Qiao Rui chuckled, "Alright, I better stop speaking ill of your master. It’d be bad if he came back, heard us, and got upset."

What they didn’t know was that at that moment, Pei Liyan was standing at the door and had overheard their conversation.

As soon as Qiao Rui finished speaking, Pei Liyan spoke up, "Why do you think I’m petty?"

Qiao Rui was startled, turned abruptly, and met his gaze.

Immediately, her heart cried out: Why is this so awkward?

Pei Liyan’s gaze was fixed on Qiao Rui, emitting a dangerously intense light, yet seemed exceptionally cold.

Seeing this, Mrs. Feng quickly left the scene.

With Mrs. Feng gone, Qiao Rui felt the spacious room became oppressively small.

She nervously chuckled, "You’re back? Are you hungry?"

Pei Liyan walked toward her with a calm gaze, silent, his steps notably steady.

Reaching Qiao Rui, he looked down into her eyes from above. His eyes were moist like autumn water, shimmering with vivacity and guilt.

The girl pouted her red lips, wearing a pleasing expression.

In an instant, Pei Liyan’s Adam’s apple moved, a certain masculine urge surged in him.

He almost wanted to kiss her.

But, he restrained himself.

Pei Liyan half-squinted his eyes and said, "I am indeed hungry!"

The emphasis of that sentence was on the word "hungry."

Qiao Rui was taken aback for a moment, her face inexplicably reddening as she quickly said, "Then I’ll have Mrs. Feng serve the dishes quickly. Why don’t you go change?"

Pei Liyan glanced at her and responded, "Thank you for that."

"You’re welcome!" Qiao Rui replied.

"No," Pei Liyan said flatly, "Don’t thank me; it would be impolite not to!"

Qiao Rui: "....."

The man had already headed upstairs.

Qiao Rui reaffirmed her view—he was indeed petty, not magnanimous at all.

Such a small matter, and he heard it only to seize the opportunity to ridicule her.

How annoying.

He is so petty, yet he won’t admit it.

Qiao Rui turned to glance sideways at Pei Liyan, but she hadn’t expected that this turn would allow him to catch her right in the act.

Qiao Rui’s eyes immediately widened.

The man, however, tugged at his lips and gave a faint smile, full of mockery.

Qiao Rui was speechless.

All she could do was laugh a little and urge, "Hurry up, I’m very hungry!"

Pei Liyan stood on the stairs, saying, "I’m also hungry, very hungry!"

Qiao Rui was baffled again.

She had this feeling that any time she spoke, the man could take advantage of her.

And it wasn’t a good feeling at all.

Ten minutes later, Pei Liyan came downstairs dressed in a different outfit.

He probably hadn’t showered, just changed his clothes.

At this time, Mrs. Feng had also served the food, and all the arrangements were in place.

"Sir, Ma’am, please enjoy," Mrs. Feng said with a smile. "Let me know if you need anything!"

"We need nothing," Pei Liyan said. "Come clear the dishes at eight o’clock!"

"Yes!" Mrs. Feng immediately left.

Qiao Rui, confused, asked, "Why take so long to clear the dishes? Do you have something to say to me?"

"Shouldn’t it be you who has something to say to me?" Pei Liyan countered.

Qiao Rui shook her head. "I don’t."

Pei Liyan frowned slightly, gazing intently at her, then without a word, he lowered his head and began eating with chopsticks.

Mrs. Feng’s dinner was plentiful tonight, with six dishes and a soup, a mix of meat and vegetables, braised and stir-fried.

Seeing him start eating, Qiao Rui, who was already starving, hurriedly picked up her chopsticks and began eating as well.

Noticing her lack of reaction, Pei Liyan frowned again, still staring at her.

Qiao Rui, puzzled, said, "Eat, why aren’t you eating?"

"Alright," Pei Liyan took a bite of his food, his posture incredibly graceful, even his chewing made no sound.

It was apparent that his dining etiquette was excellent.

Qiao Rui unconsciously quieted down.

It was a while before the man said, "What did Yichen say to you?"

Qiao Rui startled, said, "Oh, so that’s what you meant."

She finally realized it.

"Fu Yichen didn’t ask much, just asked if you really gave me eight hundred million, nothing else!"

"Really?" Pei Liyan’s tone was clearly skeptical.

Qiao Rui said, "Yes, Fu Yichen just feels like you’re a fresh flower stuck in cow dung with me, a waste, just a bit emotional, nothing more!"

"Really nothing else at all?" Pei Liyan asked again, his tone much heavier.

Qiao Rui nodded. "Nothing else, why do you keep asking? Are you getting paranoid?"

Pei Liyan frowned.

Qiao Rui continued eating.

She guessed that Pei Liyan was probably asking about Fu Yichen mentioning the woman in his heart.

However, Qiao Rui felt that if she opened up about it, some things would never return.

She chose to play dumb, not wanting to embarrass him or herself.

This was Pei Liyan’s privacy.

But this attitude seemed to infuriate Pei Liyan, who suddenly stood up and walked up to Qiao Rui.

As she was swallowing a bite of meat, she looked up only to see a dark figure looming over.

Pei Liyan bent down, tilted his head, and fiercely kissed Qiao Rui.

The kiss was overwhelming, so deep it was indefensible.

Being kissed out of the blue while eating was really unexpected.

The tension, the wildness, almost made Qiao Rui feel devoured.

In an instant, Qiao Rui’s head reeled as she murmured, "Can’t you avoid biting all of a sudden?"

The man snorted coldly, deeply buried in the skin of her neck, muttering the ambiguous words, "Qiao Rui, I really want to kill you."