Extreme Pampering
Chapter 159: Won’t make him wait too long.

Chapter 159: Chapter 159: Won’t make him wait too long.

"...Brother Pei," Qin Fang came over with a golf club, "you didn’t say Shen Zhiyi was so good at this?"

Where the hell does that leave his pride?

"I just found out too," Pei Yu, not very interested in this sport, sat leisurely at the table drinking coffee, watching Shen Zhiyi not far away, who was clearly having a great time.

Just as... Pei Yu narrowed his eyes, intending to get up, he saw Qin Fang still grumbling discontentedly and gave him a light kick, "An acquaintance is here."

"Huh?" Qin Fang turned to look, "Oh, it’s these trust-fund brats."

He carried his club back, planning to meet these familiar faces.

"Miss," the man began with a chuckle, "you’re quite skilled at golf, care to join us?"

"No need," Shen Zhiyi was used to such pickups and wasn’t surprised, coolly refusing, "I have company."

"Company?" The man who spoke was clearly aware of Shen Zhiyi’s identity, "Is it an actor? Then let’s all play together, I love hanging out with actors—"

The word "hanging out" was laden with implication, causing Shen Zhiyi to frown in displeasure.

"Hang out with whom?" Qin Fang suddenly appeared, poking the man with his club, "Xing Er, it seems you’re becoming more and more lecherous with that sleazy look of yours."

"Qin Fang," the man was taken aback, his face turned ugly from the ridicule, yet he didn’t dare to retort, responding in jest, "I’m no match for Qin Fang’s charm and suavity."

His gaze shifted between Shen Zhiyi and Qin Fang as he forced a smile, "I didn’t know the lady was with Qin Fang. My apologies for the offense. How about I cover the costs today? Let’s all enjoy ourselves."

"You’re treating?" Qin Fang didn’t buy his act, pressing the club to the man’s chest, pushing him back a couple of steps, "Try leering again, see if I don’t make you wish you never had eyes."

"My woman," Qin Fang tapped the man’s face with the club, speaking lazily, "she’s not mine. Haven’t seen you in a while, have you forgotten what kind of woman I like?"

"Qin Fang," Shen Zhiyi called out to him calmly from the side.

"Tsk," Qin Fang put away his club, leaning it on the ground, "Just turn around and you’ll see who she belongs to."

Xing Er trembled as he turned, knowing even before he looked who was sitting there, and thus couldn’t help but shiver when he met Pei Yu’s indifferent gaze.

All he did was hit on a girl, how did he manage to offend two big shots at once?

"Stop scaring him," Shen Zhiyi told Qin Fang to go easy, "Qin Fang, how about a round?"

Qin Fang’s eyelid twitched, "Don’t call me that, it’s messing up the seniority."

If she calls him Qin Fang, what should Brother Pei call him?

"Isn’t it more respectful to call you that?" Shen Zhiyi’s smile beamed, "Qin Fang, don’t you also call me Miss Shen all the time?"

Qin Fang: "..."

He looked at Shen Zhiyi’s slightly curved eyes, feeling somewhat uneasy, and eventually sighed in defeat, his voice barely audible.

"Sister-in-law."

The annoying part is that Pei Yu is only a month older than him.

After playing on the field for a while, Shen Zhiyi worked up a slight sweat, but her spirits were high. She still had a faint smile on her face when she walked back.

Pei Yu poured her a glass of water, bringing it to her lips, "Enjoying yourself that much?"

"Yeah," Shen Zhiyi sat down next to him, gesturing for Pei Yu to come closer. As he did, she said with a laugh, "Qin Fang just called me sister-in-law."

It seems the next time he sees her, he won’t pretend to be aloof.

Pei Yu paused, then looked at her with a meaningful gaze, "You agreed?"

"Agreed, of course," Shen Zhiyi hadn’t quite realized yet, "He’s already calling me that, what reason do I have not to agree?"

Pei Yu, seeing her completely unaware demeanor, chuckled softly, "Mm, then I’d better hurry up too."

"What am I supposed to hold on to?"

"To the idea of getting you registered under the Pei family’s household," Pei Yu squinted his eyes, "otherwise, you won’t quite fit the part of a sister-in-law, with the name sitting awkwardly on you."

Shen Zhiyi: "... Hey!"

Her face flushed red instantly, only then realizing why Pei Yu had that strange expression upon hearing what she said, "That’s not what I meant."

She wanted to prove that Qin Fang had now accepted her as well.

"But that is exactly what I mean," Pei Yu touched her cheek, which was a bit warm, and a faint smile spread across his eyes, "Everything is ready; we’re just waiting for Miss Shen to give the word."

Shen Zhiyi’s attention was caught by the first half of his sentence, and she asked curiously, "What have you prepared?"

"Everything," Pei Yu didn’t tell her, "Agree to me, and I can tell you everything right now."

Shen Zhiyi turned her head, "I haven’t thought about these things."

False, she had thought about it, but she certainly wasn’t going to let Pei Yu know that.

"Mhm," Pei Yu said, "No rush."

Shen Zhiyi turned to look at him, calling out his bluff, "Liar, you don’t look unruffled at all."

"Yeah," Pei Yu conceded helplessly, admitting openly, "I am indeed in a hurry, but it doesn’t matter; you can give me your answer whenever you’re ready."

Because he knew he could wait for that day to come.

Shen Zhiyi looked at him for a long while, then her lips curved into a smile.

Actually, she wouldn’t make him wait too long.

"By the way," Shen Zhiyi passed him the cup, indicating that she still wanted a drink, "my audition today went really smoothly, just don’t know if I’ll be selected."

Pei Yu poured her a drink, "Shall I ask around for you?"

"Could you?" Shen Zhiyi was tempted, the uncertainty made her constantly anxious; it’s better to know sooner rather than later. Even if she wasn’t selected, she could start networking for other work sooner. "Then don’t mention me, just casually inquire about who they plan to pick."

"Sure," Pei Yu made a phone call.

Under Shen Zhiyi’s anxious gaze, he asked about the audition results.

"Mhm, just asking for someone else," Pei Yu got an answer and quickly ended the call.

"Who is it?" Shen Zhiyi looked at him eagerly, then regretted asking, "Never mind, don’t tell me."

She didn’t want to know so soon after all.

"So fickle?" Pei Yu pulled her into his arms, "Too late, I must tell you now."

"I’m not listening," Shen Zhiyi immediately covered her ears, pleading, "Don’t tell me, I think it’s better to wait for the official notification."

Ah, she really wanted that role badly.

Finding her pitiful look amusing, Pei Yu kissed near her ear and murmured something.

Shen Zhiyi felt she heard the answer in a blur and froze, hands dropping, her eyes lost, "Is it me?"

"Mhm," Pei Yu sought her lips, "I told you, Miss Shen would definitely make it."

Overwhelmed with joy, Shen Zhiyi pushed him away to find her phone, "I have to share this great news with Sister Feifei and Xiaodong!"

Pei Yu: "..."

Tsk, he knew it; he couldn’t compare to her career in Shen Zhiyi’s heart.