Chapter 220 The Ruthless Patriarch 29 (1/2)

As a result, Pei Mozhi kept holding her hand tightly and even drew circles in her palm, making it impossible for her to continue pretending to be asleep.

Zi Xi tried to pull her hand back, but Pei Mozhi gripped it even tighter.

She couldn't find the right words to describe a family member of his caliber.

Family members who are flammable and explosive?

"Rules are rigid, but people are flexible."

"I'll just talk to your class monitor and ask him to add a seat."

Pei Mozhi spoke with righteous indignation.

"no!"

“That was my class reunion… We were all old classmates who hadn’t seen each other for over ten years. We just wanted to have a simple get-together. What would it have looked like if you had gone?”

"Are you sitting there expecting everyone to report to you, or are you planning to acquire some company?"

"You're not allowed to go, do you hear me?"

Zi Xi refused decisively.

Pei Mozhi was taken aback by her unusually intense reaction.

The glimmer of expectation in his eyes dimmed, replaced by a deep sense of depression.

If he doesn't go with her, what if some other wild guy tries to seduce her?

And he was well aware of the impact his identity would have on that kind of situation, but he just wanted to be a part of her past.

Even if I can't see what my wife looked like before, I can just be an observer.

This almost childlike possessiveness and curiosity were emotions he had never experienced before.

This feeling of frustration was stuck in my chest, with nowhere to vent it.

He couldn't bear to get angry at Zi Xi, nor could he bring himself to continue his persistent pleading; that wouldn't fit Pei Mozhi's upright and honest persona.

He could only remain silent, holding her hand tightly without letting go.

But his strength waned slightly, and his gaze drifted to the rapidly receding reflection outside the window, his profile appearing very aggrieved in the light and shadow.

"Alright, given how well you've been doing lately, how about we go somewhere you'd like to go after the class reunion?"

Seeing his dejected look, like a large dog being turned away, Zi Xi was both annoyed and amused. She gently scratched his palm with her fingertips, softening her tone and coaxing him.

She knew exactly what he was thinking; it was nothing more than his secret possessiveness and insecurity at play.

"Then you absolutely must stay away from those shady people, and also, you're not allowed to drink anything anyone gives you! Especially wheat juice!!"

Pei Mozhi's deep gaze locked onto her, and he held her tightly in his arms.

I'm not comfortable with Zixi going to the class reunion alone.

Zi Xi understood the accusation in his eyes, and she was both amused and exasperated.

She leaned closer to him, her scent faint, and quickly kissed his tightly pursed lips, as if soothing a sulking beast.

"Pei Pei, you haven't been to the company in a long time, have you? Hmm?"

"I used to admire people who worked diligently, but now you're like this..."

Her voice rose slightly at the end, making her words quite meaningful.

The light kiss, like a feather brushing against him, instantly shattered Pei Mozhi's feigned gloom.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and the gloom in his eyes mostly dissipated.

But he still wouldn't easily give in, only pulling her closer to him and giving a muffled "hmm," which was a reluctant acceptance.

But the large hand that was tightly gripping hers betrayed the lingering resentment he still harbored.

Zi Xi leaned against him, feeling the rise and fall of his chest and his childish awkwardness, and couldn't help but smile.

He looked rather cute when he was embarrassed.

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The words "High School Reunion" in gold lettering on the gold frame at the entrance of the Hyatt Hotel looked particularly tacky against the backdrop of a pink heart.

A strange feeling crossed Zi Xi's mind. Do class reunions still need to be decorated like this nowadays?

She took a deep breath and pushed open the heavy door.