Extreme Pampering
Chapter 193: Gained 20 Pounds?

Chapter 193: Chapter 193: Gained 20 Pounds?

Shen Zhiyi was very surprised to see Pei Yu, especially since she had sustained a minor injury and was caught on the spot without the opportunity to hide it.

There was no time to ask why he had come; she quickly explained, "Just a scrape, I fell by accident."

After carefully examining her injury, Pei Yu looked up with furrowed brows, his tone was cold, and his expression unamiable, "Accidentally hurt your eye yesterday, and today you fell by accident?"

She was having accidents too often.

Shen Zhiyi felt embarrassed; she didn’t know why she had become so prone to accidents lately, "I’ve been a bit unlucky recently."

She reached out to smooth his furrowed brow, "Hey, don’t be so fierce."

Whatever their relationship was, his fierceness couldn’t scare Shen Zhiyi; it was just for show—a paper tiger that would burst upon a poke and wouldn’t lose temper with her.

Indeed, Pei Yu’s eyebrows relaxed a bit, but his lips were tightly pursed, looking quite stern.

He took the medicine from Xiaodong, placed her calf on his lap, and slowly applied the ointment.

Shen Zhiyi didn’t know he had come with the investors and thought he was just visiting the set, so she didn’t realize others were watching and let Pei Yu take care of her, even asking him to change to a prettier band-aid.

"That one looks a bit ugly."

"Only I will see it," Pei Yu complied with her wishes and changed it to a better-looking one, "I don’t mind."

It was still cold in early spring, and Shen Zhiyi was only wearing a long dress outside; only he could see her knee area.

She wiggled her leg, smiling, "That won’t do either."

After he dressed her wound and lowered her skirt back down, Pei Yu, fearing that moving could hurt her scraped skin, simply hooked his arm around her waist and lifted her up, "Where’s the rest area?"

"Can’t go to the rest area," Shen Zhiyi clung to his shoulder, "I still have scenes to do later."

Pei Yu looked down at her, "Aren’t you injured?"

"Just a scrape," Shen Zhiyi said softly, coaxing him, "It doesn’t hurt and won’t affect the filming, I think it will scab over by tonight."

She was the injured one, yet she had to calm down the person who wasn’t affected at all.

Pei Yu didn’t respond, but his gaze shifted toward the director and others standing around the corner.

The director was stunned, only recovering when he saw movement from the financial backers and moving forward.

It was only upon their arrival that Shen Zhiyi realized something was amiss; this visit was far from low-key.

She shifted in Pei Yu’s arms, "Put me down."

Everyone was watching, which was quite embarrassing.

Pei Yu didn’t let go but looked at the director and financial backers and nodded slightly, simply introducing her, "My wife."

Director: "..."

Seriously, how did he not know his leading actress was so well-connected!

Pei Yu didn’t intend to say more, just stated what mattered most to him, "She’s injured. Can she rest for today?"

"Of course, of course," the director rubbed his bald head without any hint of guilt, "We were planning to give Zhiyi a rest anyway. How could we make her work through an injury?"

Shen Zhiyi: "..."

If she remembered correctly, the director had given her just ten minutes of rest.

With the director’s approval, Pei Yu confidently took her away from the set. Shen Zhiyi felt the eyes on her from all around, sensing she’d be labeled as "delicate" by tomorrow.

With all this fuss, those unaware would think she had broken her leg.

Shen Zhiyi inadvertently looked up and saw the young man standing behind the director. His expression was quite complex, as if he were deep in thought, his complexion deathly pale.

"Where are you taking me?" she nestled in Pei Yu’s arms feeling a bit sleepy, she hadn’t rested well these past few days, having shot several night scenes, "Am I going back to Huating?"

"To the corporation," Pei Yu lowered his head to kiss her lips, "accompany me at work."

Shen Zhiyi was wearing makeup, and when she saw a bit of her lipstick color on Pei Yu’s lips, she couldn’t help but smile, "Chairman Pei’s lip color looks pretty good."

Pei Yu raised an eyebrow, quickly understanding what had happened, and moved closer to her, "Help me wipe it off."

The ride was very smooth. Shen Zhiyi fell asleep on the way to the corporation. When she woke up, she was already in a partition of Pei Yu’s office, and her clothes had been changed.

She looked at the dull sky outside the window, unsure if it was late or the weather was bad, and rubbed her eyes as she walked out.

"Pei Yu, my phone—"

Pei Yu wasn’t there, but a young woman was placing documents on a desk. After exchanging looks, the woman smiled politely, "Madam, I’m Pei Yu’s second secretary."

Shen Zhiyi felt a bit embarrassed, "Hello."

She only knew Secretary Qin, she wasn’t very familiar with the others. It was fortunate that she recognized herself.

"Chairman Pei is in a meeting," the second secretary handed her a phone, "Is this the one?"

Shen Zhiyi took back her phone and soon someone brought tea and snacks to the office. She messaged Qin Xiaoran to dissuade her from visiting the set.

"Got hurt?" Qin Xiaoran immediately made a video call, "How serious is it?"

Shen Zhiyi showed her the wound.

"..." Qin Xiaoran snorted with laughter, "What, it’s just a scrape."

"That’s what I said," Shen Zhiyi sighed helplessly, "Pei Yu insisted I rest and even brought me to the corporation."

"Oh?" Qin Xiaoran teased playfully, "He just wants to stick to you, and it’s also a chance for the corporation’s staff to recognize their boss’s wife."

Shen Zhiyi laughed. Now, guessing Pei Yu’s thoughts was right on the money for everyone.

She stayed in the office for a while, and when Pei Yu returned, he wasn’t in a very good mood. He buried his face in her neck, rubbing it, his expression softened slightly, "Does it still hurt?"

"I don’t feel it," Shen Zhiyi stretched her leg out for him to see, "I told you it was a minor injury."

Pei Yu replaced it with a new band-aid and kissed her calf gently, "You’ve lost weight again."

"It’s okay," Shen Zhiyi giggled as his kiss tickled her. She still had traces of him on the roots of her legs, "I gained quite a few pounds over the New Year’s, so it’s okay to lose some weight now."

She leaned over to touch Pei Yu’s face, "Or do you think it’s bad if I get too thin to hold?"

Pei Yu laughed, "Have I held you less these days?"

He never felt there was anything amiss with her.

"That’s true," Shen Zhiyi recalled how, when at Huating, she often didn’t even have to walk as he always liked to carry her. With the frequent carrying, she had become somewhat accustomed to it, and she even felt uncomfortable if she wasn’t held for a while one day, "Losing weight is just right to lighten your load."

"No need," Pei Yu hugged her a bit tighter, "Even if you gained twenty more pounds, it would be easy for me to hold you."

Shen Zhiyi just laughed, "I could never gain twenty pounds."

"You never know," Pei Yu’s eyes were downcast, his gaze somewhat deep. He placed his hand on her lower abdomen, "It might happen."

Realizing what he was hinting at, Shen Zhiyi couldn’t help but blush and mumbled ambiguously, "Thinking so far ahead."

She hadn’t thought about that yet.