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Chapter 79 The Body is Much More Honest than the Soul

Chapter 79: Chapter 79 The Body is Much More Honest than the Soul

In a blink of an eye, she had approached Pei Liyan, the man’s towering figure enveloping her, blocking the massive sun.

Qiao Rui lowered her eyes and said, "Let’s go."

"It was that old lady who drugged me, right?" Pei Liyan asked.

Qiao Rui nodded.

"The old lady who has a grudge against Huo Sinan," Pei Liyan said again.

"You know?" Qiao Rui was surprised and looked up, meeting Pei Liyan’s eyes.

He shook his head, his tone indifferent, "I only know that the person who drugged you came from this Tea Factory, but I’m not sure who it is. I deduced it when you came looking for this old lady."

Qiao Rui lowered her eyes again and stopped talking.

Seeing her silent, Pei Liyan raised an eyebrow and said, "It seems this trip to Xinyang has been a disaster for you."

"Or perhaps for Mister Pei, it was an affair?" Qiao Rui retorted.

Pei Liyan slightly raised his eyebrow, his tone playful, "An affair, it should have been so for both of us."

Qiao Rui snorted coldly, "I hope both of us can forget this affair, as if it never happened."

A harsh light erupted in Pei Liyan’s eyes, the sharpness in them making Qiao Rui unable to look directly.

He wasn’t planning on entangling further in the future, was he?

The man’s gaze was domineering, watching her, not averting but staring intently as if waiting for her to speak.

Under such piercing eyes, Qiao Rui’s heartbeat thundered. She steadied herself, but retreating was never her trait.

Although she didn’t want trouble, she wasn’t afraid of it either.

Thus, Qiao Rui smiled faintly, her eyes gaining a hint of seductiveness as she provocatively said, "Mister Pei, do you really want me, a married man, to be your mistress?"

Pei Liyan’s deep eyes locked on her petite face, observing her teasing demeanor, a hint of danger flashing through his eyes.

His gaze fell on her lips.

Those red lips, tender like fresh, seductive roses.

Suddenly, he stepped forward, hooked his arm around her slender waist, bent down to kiss her lips, his large palm supporting the back of her head, preventing her from pulling away.

His kiss was sharp and direct, forceful and domineering, leaving no room for Qiao Rui to refuse.

Qiao Rui hadn’t expected him to kiss her here in the Tea Factory.

And so domineeringly.

She wanted to struggle, but the man was oppressive.

She reached out to disengage his arm.

But the man was prepared, securing her slender waist and trapping her arms at the same time.

Qiao Rui’s hands were tightly encased by his larger ones.

Deceptive!

This was the deepest feeling in Qiao Rui’s heart.

Even in kissing her, he had prepared in advance.

Gasping for breath from Pei Liyan’s kiss, Qiao Rui fiercely bit him, and only then did he release her.

A primitive danger lurked in his eyes, as sharp as ever, as if he viewed her as prey, very dangerous.

Qiao Rui was frightened.

His breath left in her mouth was still so strong, still filling her senses even now.

Pei Liyan’s deep gaze fixed on her, his lips parted slightly, "I didn’t want it to be like this, but you started this. Think you can escape so easily?"

"Wasn’t yesterday just a mistake? Can’t we both just forget it?"

Pei Liyan watched her, his voice cold as he asked, "You think that two people getting together casually and having relations can just be forgotten so easily?"

Annoyed by the questioning, Qiao Rui simply said, "So what if it was? We’re both adults. Why must you be so relentless?"

"Am I not a good partner to you?" Pei Liyan countered.

"If you weren’t married, perhaps," Qiao Rui replied directly, "but Mr. Pei, you are married now, please always remember who you are. You can’t afford to play around."

After Qiao Rui finished speaking, she saw Pei Liyan’s face turn dark.

His face was somber, resembling the grim reaper, his clear eyes locked onto her, his expression cold and stern, as if ready to take her soul away at any moment.

Qiao Rui turned her head and walked away.

She thought, let it be, she wouldn’t argue with him here anymore.

Anyway, once she returned to Qingcheng, she would quietly be Qiao Rui, his wife, that plain girl, and see how he would find himself.

Pei Liyan followed behind her, seeming to have gathered enough patience to deal with Qiao Rui, not so eager to continue the conversation.

When the two got back into the car, Fang Mo glanced at Pei Liyan and reported, "President, Huo Sinan has already taken control of the entire Tea Factory situation."

Pei Liyan snorted coldly, "If he didn’t even have that much capability, he wouldn’t deserve to be alive."

Qiao Rui felt that Pei Liyan’s tone clearly showed that he didn’t regard Huo Sinan highly.

Qiao Rui couldn’t help but defend Huo Sinan, "If he didn’t have any ability, he wouldn’t be on par with you in Qingcheng."

Hearing this, Pei Liyan’s eyes narrowed ominously, "Ruirui, tell me the truth, can he really be considered my equal?"

Seeing Pei Liyan like this, seemingly simmering with anger, he was indeed more formidable than Huo Sinan.

But she didn’t like being led by the nose.

"If I said he wasn’t worthy, would you believe me?" Qiao Rui countered.

"You’re provoking me," Pei Liyan gave Fang Mo an order.

Unexpectedly, the partition between the cockpit and the rear compartment rose, dividing the car into two separate sections.

Now, this was a private space; the front likely couldn’t hear what was happening in the back.

Qiao Rui suddenly became nervous, her eyes darting around.

Pei Liyan reached over and pulled her close, looking down at her arrogantly, "Don’t resist, you know that when I sparred with you that day, I didn’t use my full strength."

Qiao Rui tensed up; this man was despicable.

She tugged at her lips and countered, "You’re not intending to take liberties with me here, are you?"

A fierce light flashed in Pei Liyan’s eyes, he lowered his head and kissed her lips again.

He gave her no chance to breathe, robbing her of all her oxygen.

This wasn’t like a kiss at all, but more like a punishment.

It wasn’t long before Qiao Rui’s lips went numb, she suspected they must be swollen and red.

His breathing grew heavier, his hands igniting fires on her body.

Qiao Rui simply stopped struggling, letting him do as he wished.

After all, when she returned, she planned to disappear.

Perhaps it was Qiao Rui’s passiveness that made Pei Liyan realize something.

But that only incited the man’s desire to conquer.

He smiled slightly and deepened the kiss.

The air was filled with his breath, carrying a strong oppressive force that couldn’t be ignored, leaving her mind in turmoil.

She had intended to play dead, but Pei Liyan was too wicked, not allowing her to feign death at all.

The increasingly heavy breaths of the man also threw Qiao Rui off balance, and she pushed him away with force.

Pei Liyan slightly raised an eyebrow, his deep, thick voice sounded, raspy and magnetic, "Your body is more honest than your soul."

Boom!

Qiao Rui’s face flushed with shame.

The man’s words made her feel a shame like she had never felt before.