Extreme Pampering
Chapter 128: Come to Claim Status.

Chapter 128: Chapter 128: Come to Claim Status.

Huigang International Building.

After signing the contract and coming out, it was already completely dark. Qin Fang walked ahead, discussing the follow-up plans for this business deal, "It was not easy to secure this quota, finally, we can relax a bit. Should we call Songzhi to hang out together today?"

"No," Pei Yu refused flatly, uninterested, took back his personal phone from Secretary Qin, and noticed that Shen Zhiyi was live streaming, so he clicked in.

"...it’s a relationship that is considered with marriage in mind, so I am being more cautious."

Just this sentence made Pei Yu stop in his tracks and turn up the volume.

Qin Fang walked a few steps, looked back, and found Pei Yu had not followed. He was looking down at his phone, his expression slightly astonished, which also made him pause.

"What’s wrong, what happened?"

He hurried over, worried that it might be a problem with business, which would be no small matter.

Pei Yu did not speak, just intently watched his phone. Shen Zhiyi was earnestly answering questions in the comments, already talking about Muse. On the screen, her smile was subtle yet tender, and whenever she talked about him, she would smile slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Before Qin Fang could come closer, Pei Yu had already put away his phone and quickened his pace, "I have something to do, you go hang out with Songzhi on your own."

Completely clueless about what had happened and seeing Pei Yu in such a hurry, Qin Fang was worried there had been a snag in their business dealing. Just as he was puzzled, Qin Xiaoran called.

"Qin Fang," Qin Xiaoran’s tone was particularly arrogant, "Hahaha, I told you Sister Zhiyi would definitely get back together with Brother Pei Yu. Now you can totally give up on that idea, hahaha!"

Qin Fang: "..."

What on earth??

Inside the photography studio on set, Shen Zhiyi took a sip of water, "I’m going to end the live stream soon, I still have to act later."

Having explained all the questions, Shen Zhiyi felt there was nothing more to say.

The comments kept flooding in, still wanting her to say more.

"I really can’t talk anymore," Shen Zhiyi glanced at the time, "It’s been over half an hour already, my break is about to end... No, Director Meng is not angry today, the filming is going smoothly."

The internet suddenly lagged. Shen Zhiyi was about to use the opportunity to end the live stream and accidentally knocked over a water glass next to her, moving her hand that was about to click the mouse to pick up the glass.

The hand that reached out coincidentally touched another hand that was also reaching for the glass.

"I’ll get it."

Pei Yu bent down to pick up the glass and put it back on the table, then glanced at the still ongoing live stream interface.

[Is that the voice of the male lead?]

[It seems so, it sounds like the one who appeared in the live room last time.]

[From Zhizhi’s expression, it’s definitely her brother-in-law.]

Pei Yu looked down, his gaze falling on Shen Zhiyi’s face, who was startled by his sudden appearance, staring wide-eyed at him, her expression slightly dazed.

The computer camera only captured him from the chest down, not showing the face, but clearly displaying the changes in Shen Zhiyi’s expression.

A thin layer of amusement appeared in his eyes as he gently caressed her face with his fingertip, "Aren’t you supposed to end the live stream?"

"Ah," Shen Zhiyi snapped back to reality, seeing the chat in the live stream getting stirred up again due to Pei Yu’s arrival, "Yes, I’m about to end the live stream."

[Brother-in-law is so scheming, urging Zhizhi to end the live stream, is he planning something?]

[I believe brother-in-law isn’t just a pretty face, that suit he’s wearing is even more expensive than the gown Zhizhi wore to the film festival.]

"Don’t turn off the live stream! Is there something we can’t see?"

The comment section was in a mess. Shen Zhiyi glanced hurriedly and quickly turned off the live room.

She looked around. Xiaodong and a few other crew members had left at some point, leaving only the two of them in the vast studio.

"Why did you come here?"

His arrival was so sudden.

There was a light on the desk for the live stream, making her skin look bright and luminous. Pei Yu turned her chair toward himself and chuckled lowly, "I’m here to claim my title."

This morning, when he told her to explain it however she wanted, he also anticipated her possible reactions. Although they were captured in a rather intimate interaction, if she chose to forcefully explain it, it was possible. Pei Yu thought the best outcome would have been her saying they were "just friends"; he never expected that she wouldn’t hide it and would respond so openly.

Even though he didn’t get a clear status, her attitude was more obvious than anything else; Pei Yu couldn’t misinterpret the meaning behind her words.

It wasn’t that she hadn’t guessed Pei Yu might react this way, but she didn’t expect him to come directly over, especially during a live stream. Shen Zhiyi was unprepared and her face turned slightly red, "It was you who told me to explain it however I wanted."

She followed her heart.

"Mm," with unstoppable laughter in his eyes, Pei Yu involuntarily leaned down, wanting to kiss her lips, "I know, I understand."

This was the explanation for the public and the fans, and it was an explanation for him, Pei Yu, as well.

"Stop," Shen Zhiyi blocked his lips with her palm, "I’m wearing makeup."

She had just officially responded, and if she went out later with smudged lipstick, everyone would know what happened. She really didn’t have the nerve for that.

"Alright," Pei Yu kissed her palm, seemingly making a concession, "Then I’ll kiss you when we get home."

Shen Zhiyi had just given him recognition, and he was already pushing his luck.

"I didn’t say you could stay at my place tonight," Shen Zhiyi pushed him away, "You go back to Huating."

Since kissing was off-limits, hugging must be okay. Pei Yu effortlessly picked her up, pretending to walk outside, "Then I’ll have to buy a trending topic saying ’Shen Zhiyi doesn’t allow her fiancé to stay the night.’"

"Hey," Shen Zhiyi grabbed his clothes, afraid he might really carry her out where a lot of people were around. She found his unreasonable statement amusing, "Who said you’re my fiancé?"

All she had said was that they were in a relationship under consideration.

"Isn’t a relationship considered with marriage in mind basically a fiancé?"

"Not at all," Shen Zhiyi said softly, "Even this relationship is still under consideration."

Only he could misinterpret her words like this.

"Mm?" Pei Yu yielded smoothly, "Then I’m a pre-fiancé."

Such thick-skinned, Shen Zhiyi laughed at his antics, patting his chest, "Put me down, I can walk myself."

They had reached the studio door, and the voices of people chatting outside were faintly audible.

Pei Yu put her down and straightened her skirt, "What time do you finish?"

"It will be late today, probably around 11," she smoothed the crumpled fabric on his chest with her hand, "Don’t wait here all the time. I’ll tell you when it’s almost over."

Waiting all this time was too boring and he might be seen by others. Shen Zhiyi didn’t really want his photo to be exposed. It was better to avoid it if possible.

"Mm," Pei Yu responded, "I’ll come and pick you up then."