Extreme Pampering
Chapter 155: A Chance to Forgive Him.

Chapter 155: Chapter 155: A Chance to Forgive Him.

"Don’t accuse me unfairly," Shen Zhiyi reacted quickly, immediately retorting, "I was clearly complimenting your figure."

Damn, how does this man not play by the rules.

"Really?" Pei Yu sighed softly, as if quite troubled by this, "But still not as good as a male model, otherwise how could I fail to capture Miss Shen’s heart? Preferring to look at male models and not willing to look at me."

"Hey," Zhiyi said, amused and annoyed, "I only looked that one time, and if you think it’s unfair, you can also—"

She caught herself mid-sentence, suddenly becoming silent, and decided to act as if she’d said nothing at all.

But Pei Yu was relentless, "I can also what?"

Zhiyi glared at him in warning, but Pei Yu seemed oblivious, and asked again, "I can also go and look—"

"Don’t you dare finish that sentence," Zhiyi quickly covered his mouth to stop him from finishing.

Pei Yu complied, remaining silent. He simply lowered his gaze, the faint light in his eyes falling on her face. After a moment, he gave a slight smile and removed her hand, "Miss Shen is quite domineering. You allow officials to start fires but deny the common people their light."

Zhiyi no longer wanted to deal with him and tried to hop off the chair, but he instead drew her into his embrace.

"You just said you’d be nice to me, and now you’re giving up halfway?"

Meeting his gaze, Zhiyi thought of something and suddenly smiled, "Who said I’m giving up halfway? I just need Chairman Pei to cooperate a bit, and not say things that ruin the mood."

Pei Yu saw her as though she was plotting something, indulging her with a chuckle, "Okay."

He placed his hands behind his back, leaning forward slightly so Zhiyi could touch him effortlessly, "Leaving Miss Shen to do as she pleases."

Zhiyi took it seriously and began unbuttoning his shirt from the bottom up, one by one. When she reached the top button, she stopped and took in the sight of his snowy shirt and bare chest.

Her movements were slow; unbuttoning had taken several minutes, torturously so. After opening the buttons, she only watched, making the wait unbearable. Pei Yu didn’t have much patience. His Adam’s apple bobbed a few times as he teased her hair and whispered urgently, "Won’t you kiss me?"

"Don’t rush," Zhiyi evaded his advancing kiss, her fingers reaching his waist, "I want to take a good look at how great Chairman Pei’s figure really is."

The more Pei Yu indulged her, the more she could take the lead. The feeling of being in control was novel for Zhiyi, and she found it fascinating, especially since each time she touched a new spot, Pei Yu would close his eyes in discomfort, his Adam’s apple rolling, as if she could manipulate his emotions with her caresses.

But Zhiyi didn’t play for too long; she remembered she had to "be nice to him," and it wasn’t right for her to just have her fun. She tilted her head up, finally granting his wish.

The moment she kissed him, Pei Yu took control right back. Zhiyi, who was sitting on the chair, was quickly pulled into his arms, embraced face-to-face. Initially, only Pei Yu’s clothes were disheveled, but after a short while, noticing a slight chill, Zhiyi realized her skirt had already slipped to her waist.

Facing the mirror, she could clearly see her own reflection, and the shame, along with tremors from deep within, surged, overwhelming her. She gave Pei Yu a push, "The mirror..."

She didn’t want to face the mirror.

Pei Yu slightly lifted his eyes, switching their positions so she was seated on the sink, now no longer facing the mirror. Zhiyi’s attention was fully on him.

Watching his long lashes droop when he kissed, his Adam’s apple roll when he swallowed, and hearing the soft pants in her ear.

His shirt was completely discarded, a faint crimson spreading on his neck, the cool detachment in his dark eyes all but gone, shrouded in a mist, making them appear hazy and profound—all signs of his arousal.

The swaying hem of her skirt tantalizingly concealed and revealed his hands. As he leaned down, Zhiyi suddenly pushed him away.

Pei Yu lifted his gaze, his expression still slightly hazy, "What’s wrong?"

"Let’s call it a day," Shen Zhiyi poked his burning shoulder, "Mr. Pei, I’ll be nice to you some other day, but now, I’m going to take a shower and go to sleep."

Pei Yu: "..."

He swallowed, the corners of his eyes burning red, and after understanding, he couldn’t help but chuckle, "So that was your plan."

No wonder you were so cooperative from the start.

He grabbed Shen Zhiyi’s wrist, not letting her leave, "Starting a fire but not putting it out?"

Shen Zhiyi curved her lips, "You can take care of it yourself."

Pei Yu sighed, "Still upset because I kept something from you?"

Intentionally punishing him.

"A little bit," Shen Zhiyi wasn’t really that upset because of that, but rather dissatisfied with the way Pei Yu handled things. It was his habit of keeping things secret, only revealing them when they couldn’t be hidden anymore, that was the root cause of her discontent, "Is there anything else you’re keeping from me?"

She picked up Pei Yu’s shirt, "If you have something else you’re keeping secret, either keep it a secret for a lifetime or tell me now."

Pei Yu was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

Shen Zhiyi stared at him for a few seconds, not sure whether she believed that he really had nothing else hidden from her, or whatever the case may be. In the end, she didn’t keep prying and took her clothes into the bathroom.

Having been worn out after a day of trouble, Shen Zhiyi got ready for bed after washing up. Pei Yu embraced her from behind, and just when she was about to fall asleep, he suddenly asked softly and out of the blue, "Can I have an early New Year’s gift?"

Shen Zhiyi was baffled by his question for no apparent reason, "It’s more than a month away from New Year’s Day."

Already thinking about what he wanted for a New Year’s gift so early?

"Mmh," Pei Yu clearly understood that he was asking for his gift too early, but still didn’t change his mind, "Is it okay?"

In the dim night, his silhouette vague, Shen Zhiyi touched his face, thought for a short while, "First tell me what you want for a New Year’s gift."

If he wanted the stars or the moon, she was afraid she couldn’t satisfy him.

"An opportunity for you to forgive me," Pei Yu’s tone was very low, difficult to discern any emotion, but his attitude was serious, he wasn’t joking.

Shen Zhiyi fell silent.

Her previous premonition had come true; he indeed had something he was keeping from her. Shen Zhiyi couldn’t imagine what he was hiding nor why he hadn’t mentioned it yet, especially considering the stability of their relationship.

He knew she had noticed, which was why he made such a strange and abrupt request.

Shen Zhiyi’s silence caused Pei Yu to quiet down as well; he didn’t say anything more, simply waiting quietly.

The silence lasted for several minutes before Shen Zhiyi silently sighed and said, "Alright."

Although she was likely to be a little angry about his deliberate concealment, alright, she could still forgive him.