CEO's Ugly Flash-Marriage Wife Hides So Many Identities
Chapter 32: Unrequited Infatuation

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Unrequited Infatuation

Jin Fei glanced down as they all entered the room, a faint glimmer flashing through the depths of her eyes.

Then, she lifted her gaze toward Qiao Rui.

Just as Qiao Rui was walking in and saw Pei Liyan, she gave a slight nod.

Pei Liyan’s eyes rested on Qiao Rui’s face with a faint smile, "Miss Rui, we meet again."

"Yes, Mr. Pei," Qiao Rui replied calmly, her voice betraying neither joy nor anger. "We meet again."

Qiao Rui looked up at the man as Pei Liyan kept his eyes fixed on her.

Their gazes locked, Pei Liyan’s eyes were too cold and sharp.

In this staring match, Qiao Rui naturally and indifferently avoided Pei Liyan’s gaze.

Watching her evade his look, Pei Liyan’s lips curled slightly, but he kept silent.

Yet, he keenly sensed Qiao Rui’s evasiveness, his expression mocking. This woman seemed a bit afraid of him.

He couldn’t quite understand why.

So, Pei Liyan’s gaze continued to search Qiao Rui’s face.

His gaze was so sharp and focused that Jin Fei and Song Muyu both sensed something.

Jin Fei didn’t understand, but from an agent’s perspective, this Miss Song Muyu’s friend was quite pretty, possessing the basic qualities to be promoted.

Jin Fei had just lost Rui Qing, naturally she was quite interested in Ruirui.

But what about Pei Liyan?

What did that look in his eyes mean?

Was it the predatory and conquering desires a man has for a woman?

Song Muyu was afraid Pei Liyan would recognize Qiao Rui’s identity, so she coughed.

"Cough!"

The sound instantly drew Pei Liyan’s attention back.

"Cough!" Song Muyu coughed again, clearly impatient. "Mr. Pei, you seem to have a particular interest in my friends. Ruirui is indeed beautiful, but isn’t staring at a girl like this rather immoral? Especially since I’ve heard you’re married."

The words were charged with aggression.

Pei Liyan half-closed his eyes and turned to look at Song Muyu.

She had insinuated so much, clearly defending Rui Qing.

Pei Liyan almost wanted to applaud her for sticking up for her friend as he smiled faintly and said slowly,

"Why does Miss Song see simple admiration as something so indecent? Or is it that your mind is inherently indecent, leading you to think others are just as lewd?"

Song Muyu was taken aback.

Even she could be caught off guard; this man was indeed formidable.

Song Muyu wasn’t hurried either, her red lips curving into a mocking smile, "Mr. Pei, can your ’simple admiration’ spend a whole night alone with someone in the presidential suite?"

As the words left her mouth, even Qiao Rui inwardly sighed.

Muyu had lost.

In this battle of wits, she was no match for Pei Liyan.

The man’s eyebrows rose, his eyes coolly detached, revealing his inherently cold indifference.

Qiao Rui coughed softly without looking at Song Muyu.

It was clear, however, that Song Muyu was about to speak but then abruptly stopped, uttering not a word.

She realized she shouldn’t have said that.

Wasn’t she just confirming a one-night stand between Rui Qing and Pei Liyan?

They were friends, and knowing this, she shouldn’t have spoken.

Song Muyu was somewhat annoyed. Her anger, previously raging, was extinguished by Qiao Rui’s soft cough.

Unable to lash out, she could only swallow her anger.

Seeing the tension in the air, Jin Fei quickly tried to smooth things over, "Muyu, Mr. Pei is trying to help, and he means well."

"Sister Jin, based on what you’re saying, should I thank Mr. Pei on behalf of Rui Qing?" Song Muyu still held a lot of anger, and now it spilled over onto Jin Fei as well.

"No need," Pei Liyan said solemnly. "My affair with Rui Qing is not something others have the right to meddle with."

"I don’t like those words, Mr. Pei," Song Muyu said. "Let’s be frank, I came here today to ask Sister Jin and Mr. Pei, was it Sister Jin who drugged the drink, and was it Mr. Pei who silenced a murder?"

That was certainly direct.

Jin Fei was momentarily stunned. "Muyu, you suspect me of harming Rui Qing?"

"I don’t know, that’s why I’m asking if it was you?"

"It wasn’t," Jin Fei denied.

Song Muyu looked at her, her gaze unwavering.

Meanwhile, Pei Liyan gave Song Muyu a brief glance before turning his attention to Qiao Rui.

He suddenly stood up, saying, "Rui Qing’s fall into the sea has nothing to do with me, but if she were alive, I would have a score to settle with her."

Having said that, he walked out.

As he passed by Qiao Rui, his eyes fell upon her face. "Miss Rui, may I have a word with you in private?"

Qiao Rui was taken aback. "What would you like to say to me, Mr. Pei?"

Jin Fei and Song Muyu were both startled.

On the contrary, Qiao Rui was calm, neither humble nor arrogant, neither hurried nor slow.

"How about we talk in the room next door?" Pei Liyan suggested.

Qiao Rui nodded. "Sure."

"Muyu!" Song Muyu called out worriedly.

"It’s all right."

Qiao Rui followed Pei Liyan to the next private room.

Upon entering, with Pei Liyan leading the way, he said to Qiao Rui, "Close the door."

Qiao Rui closed the door.

Once inside, Pei Liyan said, "Please take a seat."

Qiao Rui found a spot opposite him and looked up at Pei Liyan.

His wheat-colored skin was flawless, smooth-looking, and the tailored suit he wore accentuated his masculine appeal.

"Mr. Pei, please speak your mind," Qiao Rui said.

Pei Liyan narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Miss Rui, are you and Rui Qing sisters?"

Hearing this, Qiao Rui’s pupils contracted, and without her thick glasses on, the changes in her eyes were easily captured.

Of course, Pei Liyan, with his sharp eyes, would not miss such a subtle change.

His gaze became even sharper, intently staring into Qiao Rui’s eyes.

Pressed by his penetrating gaze, Qiao Rui felt cornered and panicked inside, but she replied, "I’m not sure why you have this misconception, Mr. Pei, but I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you. I am not Miss Rui Qing’s sister. We have no relation whatsoever."

Pei Liyan’s eyes flickered slightly as he watched Qiao Rui, and he smirked playfully. "Miss Rui seems rather flustered, doesn’t she?"

Qiao Rui cursed inwardly, this man was too slick.

In a moment of panic, Qiao Rui blurted out something shocking. "Mr. Pei, are you trying to seduce me?"

The moment she said it, even Qiao Rui herself felt she had acted impulsively.

But seeing how the man’s gaze was fixed on her unwaveringly, she also felt he might be capable of it.

After all, he was a hypocrite.

Suddenly, the man leaned forward, peering at Qiao Rui across the table with an alluring look, his lips parting slightly, "Would Miss Rui like for me to flirt with her?"

His voice was magnetic and husky, indiscernible between serious and playful, yet it threw Qiao Rui off balance.

"Would you give me the opportunity?" the man asked again, his voice even huskier.

Qiao Rui grew more flustered, a thin blush covering her pale earlobes. "Mr. Pei, you are a married man, please behave with dignity."

At her words, Pei Liyan laughed, the curve of his lips mocking.

He said, "Miss Rui, you are rather presumptuous. Although you are decent-looking, you are not beautiful enough to tempt me into flirting."