CEO's Ugly Flash-Marriage Wife Hides So Many Identities
Chapter 70: Being His Woman

Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Being His Woman

Pei Liyan had just laid her on the sofa and hadn’t yet managed to call Fang Mo to find a doctor when Qiao Rui grabbed his chin.

Pei Liyan, startled, his pupils deepened, and a hint of irritation flitted across his eyes. He commanded in a deep voice, "Don’t move."

Qiao Rui’s mind was dazed, slightly out of control.

She, acting like an overbearing CEO, ordered Pei Liyan instead, "You don’t move!"

Pei Liyan’s eyebrows furrowed tightly as he coldly snorted, "You’re playing with fire!"

Qiao Rui couldn’t listen to what Pei Liyan was saying anymore; she felt awful all over. The remnants of her sanity made her want to pull Pei Liyan close, not to hear his nagging, so she took a risk and silenced him with her body.

Pei Liyan was stunned for a moment; that familiar sensation, just like last time with Rui Qing, flashed through his mind, and he stiffened up.

Yet Qiao Rui did not let go, entangling herself even tighter.

Pei Liyan slightly leaned in, then abruptly moved away from her, looking down at the girl’s flushed face.

"Don’t go!" Qiao Rui’s tone carried a slight plea, imbued with an enticing seduction, tightening Pei Liyan’s heart, as if tickled by a feather, itchy and somewhat hard to resist.

He frowned, his voice hoarse as he spoke, "Do you know what you’re doing?"

Qiao Rui shook her head.

She didn’t think about anything else; she just wanted to bully Pei Liyan.

Perhaps because she had already been with Pei Liyan before, so once and twice made no difference.

So, this time, she took the plunge.

"Who am I?" Pei Liyan’s voice was deep.

Qiao Rui opened her blurry eyes, meeting the handsome face of the man, and whispered, "Pei Liyan!"

The next second, the man stopped talking, leaning down and silencing all her words.

Even if she regretted it now, it was too late.

The man’s wildness nearly broke her waist...

At five in the morning, Qiao Rui was extremely tired.

She tilted her head toward the direction of the bathroom; the frosted glass showed the man’s figure, tall and upright, delivering an incomparable feeling tonight.

Qiao Rui shifted, trying to get up and return to her own guest room.

Just as she sat up, the bathroom door swooshed open.

The man stepped out wrapped in a towel, just barely covering the essentials.

Wet droplets fell from the man’s rigid hair strands, sliding down his chiseled cheek to his neck, emanating an unmatched sexiness.

The sight of this beautiful man emerging from the bath easily sparked fantasies.

Her face couldn’t help but turn red; she cleared her throat, only to find her voice hoarse.

Pei Liyan raised an eyebrow and asked, "What, thinking of disappearing after using me?"

Qiao Rui felt a bit embarrassed, her eyes downcast, silent.

Pei Liyan grabbed a towel and, while drying his hair, looked at Qiao Rui, who was wrapped in a blanket that barely covered her, exposing only her fair arms marked with red from his strong grip.

The contrast of pale and deep red made Pei Liyan’s gaze deepen even more.

He looked down at Qiao Rui, pondered for a moment, and then spoke again, "Miss Rui, tell me, what do you plan to do?"

Qiao Rui hadn’t expected that after such an encounter, he would still ask her what to do.

She blurted out, "Mr. Pei, let’s just pretend nothing happened!"

"Ha!" He scoffed coldly, full of scorn.

Qiao Rui’s heart skipped, her head throbbing.

"You didn’t lose out," Qiao Rui couldn’t help retorting, "Is there a need for that cold laughter?"

"Miss Rui, I’m a man of integrity," Pei Liyan said, "Are you just going to bully me and expect me to be grateful?"

Qiao Rui froze. "What do you mean by that? Am I not a woman of integrity?"

Pei Liyan’s lips curled faintly, "It’s not your first time, Miss Rui."

Qiao Rui paused, suddenly feeling as though she’d swallowed a fly. "Is it Mr. Pei’s first time?"

Pei Liyan replied calmly, "That’s not the point."

Qiao Rui was at a loss for words. Are men not the focus, and women always the focus instead?

The double standards were infuriating.

"What do you really want?" She had held back as much as she could, feeling that this wasn’t something she could just avoid.

She had to face this now.

Pei Liyan curved his lips into a smile and said, "Honestly, you should take responsibility for me."

Qiao Rui was stunned. "I should take responsibility for you? Do you expect me to marry you or what?"

Pei Liyan slightly raised his eyebrows.

Qiao Rui continued, "Even if I wanted to take responsibility, how can I with you being married?"

At her words, the man suddenly smiled lightly, walked to the bed, sat in front of her, and stared intently at her as he said word by word, "Tell me, do you regret what happened tonight?"

Qiao Rui was taken aback and asked herself if she regretted it.

"I want the truth," the man said somberly.

Qiao Rui closed her eyes and shook her head, "It’s done. What’s there to regret?"

It had already been unclear in the past; this time wasn’t any different.

She wasn’t an antique.

However, she hadn’t expected Pei Liyan to have an affair while married.

This was considered an affair, right?

Haha, although she was his wife, their identities were different after all.

"In that case," Pei Liyan looked at her and began, his thin lips barely moving, "I need a woman, what about being together in the future?"

Qiao Rui was astonished. "You mean you want me to be your mistress?"

Pei Liyan didn’t speak.

But Qiao Rui could feel that this was exactly what the man meant.

Pei Liyan’s deep eyes focused on Qiao Rui’s surprised little face, seeing the complex emotions in her eyes.

She seemed very resistant to this.

Pei Liyan then said, "I’m sorry, but for now, this is the only way, however, I will soon divorce Qiao Rui."

Hearing him say this, Qiao Rui’s expression grew even more complex as she lowered her long lashes, hiding the fleeting emotions in her eyes.

Pei Liyan thought she was opposing his married status and spoke again, "I have feelings for you, and our bodies are very compatible. I think we would make a great team."

"A great team?" Qiao Rui was shocked by the term.

She looked into the man’s eyes, her expression complicated.

Pei Liyan said, "I can only think of these words right now, otherwise you come up with a more appropriate term."

Qiao Rui looked at him and said, "Scum!"

Pei Liyan’s brows twitched. "Even if you self-deprecate, there’s no need to drag me into it."

"In the eyes of others, isn’t that what we are?" Qiao Rui said.

Pei Liyan frowned, "You initiated it, so you should take responsibility for me."

Qiao Rui suddenly realized this man was utterly unreasonable.

Although she had taken advantage of him, she knew everything, but he didn’t, and yet he showed no sign of guilt, which was a bit unreasonable.

Qiao Rui simply got out of bed, picked up her clothes, and prepared to leave.

The man grabbed her wrist in one swift motion. "Where are you going without clarifying things?"

"I disagree," Qiao Rui said.

"You disagree to be my woman?"

Qiao Rui said coldly, "Being your woman means being scum with you, don’t you have any sense of moral freedom?"

"Do you?"

"I do."

"Don’t forget that it was you who initiated it."