Extreme Pampering-Chapter 63 - rd Chapter Kiss her on a rainy night
Chapter 63: 63rd chapter: Kiss her on a rainy night.
Chapter 63: 63rd chapter: Kiss her on a rainy night.
The weather forecast was inaccurate. By late night, the rain began to fall. Shen Zhiyi got off the plane, her chest hit by the rain, she shivered from the cold.
“Are you heading back to Huating, Sister Zhiyi? I’ll have the driver take you there.”
Xiaodong, battling sleepiness, kept blinking. Initially, the plane ticket was for the next day, but after the night scene ended, Shen Zhiyi wanted to return. Since the actors had all returned, she, being the assistant, didn’t want to stay behind alone and decided to come back with them, though it was too late and she couldn’t stay awake.
“I won’t go back to Huating yet,” Shen Zhiyi checked her phone messages. “Someone is picking me up; you should have the driver take you home.”
The car that came to pick her up was sent by Qin Fang. The car was in a garish color, but fortunately, the driver drove steadily. She dozed off on the way, and by the time she arrived, the rain had grown heavier.
“Minghua…”
Shen Zhiyi was at this place for the first time and didn’t know what it was for, but Qin Fang had mentioned that Pei Yu was there drinking, probably no different from a typical club?
Someone led the way, Shen Zhiyi smoothly entered without noticing a person hiding by the flower beds outside the door.
Xu Xia stared intensely at the familiar figure; she didn’t want to leave and was now soaked from the rain, shivering from the cold.
Why would Shen Zhiyi come here?
On the way to the second floor, the corridors and staircases were lined with many men and women. A man with a glass of alcohol approached to hit on her, his body reeking of a strong perfume scent.
The atmosphere here wasn’t as private as a proper club, it was messy, Shen Zhiyi didn’t like it. She finally found the private room and was blocked by a man.
“You look familiar, you’re an actor, right?”
The man spoke frivolously, “There are quite a few actors here today. How about it, a drink?”
“No,” Shen Zhiyi dodged him and moved forward. The man, still following behind, teasingly asked, “What, you’ve taken a liking to Mr. Pei too? I’d advise you not to bother, like that actor just now who was thrown out after being humiliated—it was pretty embarrassing.”
Shen Zhiyi stopped in her tracks, “Who are you referring to?”
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“A minor actor,” the man smirked. “But not as pretty as you.”
Shen Zhiyi ignored him, worked her way around the man blocking her, and continued inside. Whether the man was simply too free or he had taken a particular interest in her, he nagged endlessly, “People here aren’t as compassionate as I am; if you get thrown out later, I won’t be able to help you. Better to go with me now—”
Finding the person she was looking for, Shen Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief. The place was filled with the smell of alcohol and perfume, and with people pestering her, it was horrible. She just wanted to leave quickly.
Seeing where she was heading, the man stopped in surprise, “Really now…”
Qin Fang was not in his place; only Fu Songzhi was sitting there, meeting Shen Zhiyi’s gaze silently as he stood up and left.
The table was cluttered with empty glasses; Pei Yu’s expression was indifferent, eyes droopy with inebriation, which muddled his thoughts and dulled his reaction. After a while, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
The ringtone rang behind her.
Still a few steps away, Shen Zhiyi stopped and answered the call.
“Hello?”
Pei Yu’s tone was slow, masking his drunken state, “Still shooting?”
“It’s already finished,” Shen Zhiyi said as she walked forward, not yet close but already surprised by the pile of empty glasses on the table.
How much had he drunk?
Pei Yu supported his head, his thoughts foggy. However, his voice did not betray much, “Back at the hotel yet?”
Unclear if he was drunk, Shen Zhiyi quietly moved closer, “No.”
Pei Yu responded with a hum and slowly blinked, trying to sober up.
“Then, where are you?”
His shoulder was lightly poked by someone, and two identical voices came from different places.
Shen Zhiyi said, “Behind you.”
She saw Pei Yu’s reddened eye corners, his somewhat unclear eyes, and lips moistened by alcohol, she frowned in surprise and confusion, “Why have you drunk so much?”
It wasn’t for social engagement, why drink so much.
Pei Yu did not answer, his responses were sluggish, and he was still immersed in the surreal feeling of suddenly seeing her, not understanding how she could suddenly appear before him, as if… as if his dream had come true.
“Why aren’t you speaking?” Shen Zhiyi suspected he was genuinely intoxicated, sighed helplessly, and pressed her icy back of the hand against his face, “Does this make you any more sober?”
After quite a while, Pei Yu finally came to his senses, he took Shen Zhiyi’s hand from his face and held it tightly, his brows knitting together, “It’s so cold.”
“It’s raining outside, a bit chilly.”
Shen Zhiyi sat down beside him and touched the empty wine glasses, “Did you drink all these?”
Without hesitation, Pei Yu lied without changing his expression, “Qin Fang and Fu Songzhi did too.”
Three people drinking that much was still reasonable, Shen Zhiyi nodded.
His thoughts recollected, the drunken haze mostly dispersed, and Pei Yu stealthily glanced around, “What brings you here?”
“Qin Fang called me. Said you drank a lot.”
“Do you know where this is?”
Shen Zhiyi was puzzled, “Isn’t this a club?”
What else could it be?
Pei Yu tugged at the corner of his lips, “Yeah, it’s a club.”
At this moment, the underground boxing ring still had blood that hadn’t been completely cleaned up, while people upstairs were indulging in pleasure, but he didn’t want Shen Zhiyi to know the truth.
She shouldn’t be here.
The Pei Yu she knew shouldn’t be here either.
“Let’s go back.”
Pei Yu stood up, his steps still steady, noticing Shen Zhiyi’s secretly watching gaze, he explained with amusement, “I’m not so drunk I can’t walk.”
They took a detour on their way out and once again ran into the man who had spoken to Shen Zhiyi previously; this time, he didn’t dare to say a word or even look longer than necessary.
The rain continued to fall, Xu Xia stubbornly waited as well, even feeling that the rain came at a perfect time, giving her a great opportunity to feign fragility.
She waited and waited, and finally saw the person she wanted to meet at the exit, hurrying over to that side.
The man’s tall figure was notably recognizable, he slightly lifted his brows and looked at the continuing rain outside, taking a black umbrella from someone else’s hand and opening it, first covering the person beside him.
Seeing the face of the person, Xu Xia stumbled, falling hard to the ground.
It was Shen Zhiyi, really Shen Zhiyi, how could it possibly be Shen Zhiyi?!
No one minded the scene, Pei Yu walked with the umbrella over the wet ground, occasionally bending down to say something to Shen Zhiyi, and after a while, he stopped, handed her the umbrella, then knelt down to tie her undone shoelaces.
His body was wet from the rain, his features seemed like they were soaked in ink, each detail clearer and more striking, the posture of squatting was graceful, the slender fingers tying shoelaces looked pleasing, every move he made had an allure others couldn’t match.
The rain grew heavier, pattering against the umbrella, and as Pei Yu stood up, he suddenly tilted the umbrella towards Shen Zhiyi, fully sheltering her, without any reservations, he bent his head in the rainy night and kissed her.
