CEO's Ugly Flash-Marriage Wife Hides So Many Identities
Chapter 217 Don’t Look at Me with That Kind of Eyes

Chapter 217: Chapter 217 Don’t Look at Me with That Kind of Eyes

Si Ran had just left when Pei Liyan glanced at Qiao Rui, who was sitting on the sofa munching on snacks, and said, "Did you have fun this afternoon?"

"I didn’t play." Qiao Rui responded.

Pei Liyan huffed, "Are you very interested in being a matchmaker?"

Qiao Rui froze, thinking to herself, How did he know she was trying to set up He Zheng and Si Ran?

Did someone tell him?

Si Ran had been with her the whole time; it couldn’t have been Si Ran.

So, there were two possibilities: either He Zheng had noticed and told Pei Liyan, or it was Lu Heming.

The surveillance on Ludao was very comprehensive; they might have caught her on camera.

She sighed inwardly, thinking she would have to be more careful in the future.

Pei Liyan saw her zoning out on the sofa and frowned, "Hey, I’m talking to you!"

"Oh!" Qiao Rui looked up, startled. "What?"

Pei Liyan raised an eyebrow. "Pretending you didn’t hear?"

Qiao Rui cursed inwardly, This man is too cunning; he can see right through me.

She chuckled, "I really like being a matchmaker, I’ve always wanted to be one since I was little, calling it the most difficult of kindred affairs."

Pei Liyan looked at Qiao Rui, then frowned again. "Matchmaker?"

"Yep." Qiao Rui nodded, her expression serious and earnest. "It’s a profession that accumulates good karma, don’t you think?"

"Are there other professions that accumulate good karma in your opinion?"

"Of course, there are many," Qiao Rui said solemnly.

Qiao Rui continued earnestly, "Yes, there are midwives too."

Pei Liyan: "....."

"When I was a kid, I always found the village midwife magical; she could determine the position of the baby without needing an ultrasound," Qiao Rui said with an admiring look.

After staring at Qiao Rui for a long time with a furrowed brow, Pei Liyan finally said, "You always change the subject so subtly."

Qiao Rui frowned too. "Didn’t you start this topic?"

Pei Liyan, seeing her like this, shrugged: "I’m going to take a shower."

Qiao Rui said, "Mr. Pei’s way of changing topics is also very clever, ending the conversation with a shower."

"Do you want to join me?" Pei Liyan asked with a raised eyebrow.

Qiao Rui was startled, locking eyes with his deep, calm eyes, a trace of turmoil crossed her mind.

"No thanks!"

"Scared?" he asked.

Qiao Rui shrugged. "You go ahead!"

Pei Liyan smiled and headed to the bathroom.

She had thought the night would be incredibly awkward, but after his shower, the man simply changed his clothes.

Dressed in a two-piece silk pajama set, he then told Qiao Rui, "Half the bed for each person, one comforter each."

Qiao Rui paused, slightly confused.

But he looked at her, smiled, and said, "I’m going to sleep now."

Qiao Rui: "....".

"If you feel unsatisfied, maybe we could do something else?" he added.

Qiao Rui immediately said, "Just sleep, just sleep!"

Pei Liyan flipped the comforter and sat on the bed, picked up his phone, scrolled through it briefly, and then truly decided to rest.

Qiao Rui glanced at the clock; it was only nine-thirty.

Without a word, she grabbed a shower bag and entered the bathroom.

An hour later, when she emerged, she found Pei Liyan had already fallen asleep.

She had thought there would be some entanglement.

But, there wasn’t.

It felt strange.

She tiptoed out to dry her hair, then returned, lifted the comforter on the other side of the bed, and lay down.

After turning off the light, the suite plunged into darkness, very quiet.

She listened to the even breathing of Pei Liyan beside her; he must have fallen deeply asleep.

She also quietly breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes.

But at this moment, the man beside her silently opened his eyes, a slight smirk curling his lips.

However, he didn’t do anything but closed his eyes again.

All night, they shared the bed without incident.

The next morning, Qiao Rui felt groggy, sensing that the blanket beneath her no longer felt soft.

Though it was still warm, it seemed to become firmer and firmer.

She wriggled her body and continued to climb downward.

The "blanket" beneath her let out a sharp intake of breath.

In an instant, Qiao Rui jolted awake.

As she opened her eyes, she realized she was lying on the man’s chest.

Her legs clambered over the man like a koala.

The man was beneath her, looking up with a pair of profound eyes, watching her intently.

Qiao Rui was startled, her eyes wide; she swallowed hard, momentarily forgetting how to react.

By the time she regained her senses, she immediately scrambled off of him.

As a result, Pei Liyan suddenly grabbed her waist.

"Pei Liyan, let me go!" Qiao Rui immediately yelled.

"Shut up!" His voice grew more dangerous. "I didn’t expect you to sleep so restlessly!"

"Not true!" Qiao Rui argued. "I sleep very well, you must have embraced me while I was sleeping."

Pei Liyan scoffed coldly. "Please look carefully before you speak."

Qiao Rui looked around and noticed that Pei Liyan was lying on the very edge of his side of the bed, nearly falling off.

And she was sprawled right in his arms.

The blanket on the bed was a complete mess, obviously tormented throughout the night.

"If you’re hot, you kick off the blanket and don’t cover yourself, you toss and turn, pressing your blanket beneath you, and when you’re cold, you steal my blanket and press it under you, eventually ending up lying on top of me—that’s what you did," Pei Liyan accused sternly.

Qiao Rui paused, "The person you’re describing isn’t me, let go of me."

She struggled to get off him because the position was too awkward.

"Hisss!"

As she struggled, the man beneath her took another sharp breath.

Qiao Rui immediately dared not move any further.

She realized this time she might have really played with fire but didn’t want to get burned.

After a moment of silence, the man’s deep voice, a little hoarse, commanded, "Get off!"

Qiao Rui then rolled off swiftly, burying her face gloomily in the blanket.

Seeing her like this, Pei Liyan’s mood was stirred again in the morning; he slapped her bottom and said, "Wake up!"

Qiao Rui flinched and protested in a muffled voice, "Don’t hit my butt."

Pei Liyan turned his head to look at her and said again, "Sleeping with you for one night was utterly exhausting."

Qiao Rui threw off the pillow, her hair in disarray, and looked at him. "You brought this on yourself, and besides, I didn’t do it on purpose."

He frowned, smoothed down her hair, which made it less messy, then said, "Are you even a woman? How can you move two kilometers in your sleep on the bed?"

Qiao Rui’s face flushed with embarrassment.

"You think I want to be like this? Who can control themselves in their sleep?"

"Don’t tell me you fall out of bed when you sleep alone!" Pei Liyan felt it might be possible.

"How did you know?"

"Just as I thought!" Pei Liyan chuckled, his handsome face darkening, "I spent the whole night being squeezed by you; had I not blocked, you would have rolled over."

"So what?"

"Shouldn’t you be thanking me?"

Qiao Rui stared at him, closing her mouth, just blinking her big eyes at him.

Pei Liyan tensed his eyes and warned, "Don’t look at me like that, or you’ll bear the consequences yourself."