Since the other party didn't want to talk further, Yi Mo naturally knew better than to press on.
However, her opinion of this “little brother” instantly soared to an unattainable height.
At the same time, she secretly rejoiced for her friend—obviously, he was a tough guy, and his target was Meng Ruozhao.
She had already fantasized about a million - word domineering CEO drama of “she runs, he chases, and she has nowhere to flee”.
Moreover, nothing could be more exciting than the real - life story of a friend right beside her, compared to novels and TV dramas.
She was determined to be the #1 CP fan!
“Anyway, I really had a great time today. But it's getting late. I won't hold you guys up any longer.”
“After all, little brother Pei is still injured. Ruozhao, you have to take good ‘care’ of him when you get back.”
Yi Mo thanked them sincerely again, emphasizing the word “care”.
Well, didn't they show in TV dramas?
One should learn to be grateful. With one taking care and the other being grateful.
Then one would fall in love secretly, and the other would promise to marry.
Wouldn't they end up in the same bed after taking care of each other?
Yi Mo's mind was about to conjure up some restricted - level scenes, but she quickly stopped herself.
Today was really a great day.
First, just thinking about Li Ming's death - like face at the end made her feel extremely satisfied.
Second, she found that her friend was about to have a romantic encounter, and she could ship a real - life CP.
“Let's take you home first.”
Meng Ruozhao checked the time. It was indeed late.
Yi Mo was such a beautiful woman, and she had just confronted her ex - boyfriend. What if this ex - boyfriend made a last - ditch effort to hurt her?
“No, no need.”
Yi Mo waved her hand hurriedly. She didn't want to be a third wheel anymore.
“My agent will be here soon. She'll pick me up.”
“I have to talk to her about what happened today as soon as possible. There might be more troubles later.”
Although she felt relieved, she also knew that a petty person like Li Ming might not be willing to give up. Professional people had to deal with the subsequent mess.
“Okay. Then contact us if you need anything.”
Meng Ruozhao didn't insist.
Yi Mo's agent quickly drove over. After another round of thanks and goodbyes, Yi Mo got in the car.
Pei Jiangmu and Meng Ruozhao stood on the street, watching Yi Mo's car drive away.
The hustle and bustle of the night seemed to fade away, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtly quiet and ambiguous.
“Um...”
Meng Ruozhao looked up at Pei Jiangmu, and her heart beat inexplicably faster.
“Today, anyway, thank you.”
Although it was Li Ming's own dirty deeds that finally drove him into the abyss.
But it had to be said that Pei Jiangmu's combat ability was quite impressive.
Moreover, if Pei Jiangmu hadn't met Sun Dong in the bathroom and explained the situation in time.
They might not only have failed to vent their anger but also been humiliated by Li Ming and his gang, and there wouldn't have been that extremely satisfying outcome later.
“You're welcome.”
Pei Jiangmu looked down at her, his eyes especially deep in the night.
“Moreover, sister's business is my business.”
He called Yi Mo “Sister Yi Mo”.
But for her, it had always been the more intimate “sister”.
Not only was her name not mentioned, but the tone also carried a different meaning, with a hint of lingering affection that was hard to detect.
Meng Ruozhao's cheeks inexplicably turned a little warm, and she subconsciously shifted her gaze.
“Let's go. Let's go back early. I remember there's still a little bit of the wine we bought last time.”
“Let's go to the convenience store to buy some snacks later and have a drink when we get back?”
Pei Jiangmu remembered what had happened after she got drunk last time and couldn't help but chuckle softly. “Sure.”
Actually, he hadn't expected that the matter of Li Ming would be handled so hastily, leaving so many loopholes.
But Meng Ruozhao didn't suspect a thing.
Was it because too many things had happened today and she was dull due to exhaustion?
Or did she trust him completely?
Pei Jiangmu wasn't in a hurry to get a definite answer.
Because hunters were always very patient, especially when the prey was gradually walking into the encirclement.
On the way back, the taxi drove smoothly on the city streets at night.
Soft music was playing in the car, and the atmosphere was quiet.
Meng Ruozhao leaned against the car window, looking at the neon lights flowing outside.
The shock brought by Yan Qiubai during the day and the farce in the bar at night intertwined, making her feel tired and confused.
“Sleep if you're tired. I'll wake you up when we arrive.”
Pei Jiangmu's gentle voice came.
Meng Ruozhao softly murmured “okay” and closed her eyes.
Maybe she was really too tired, or maybe the faint cold and refreshing fragrance on him made people feel at ease.
She actually dozed off.
When she woke up again, she was already on the sofa in the apartment.
There was also a small blanket covering her.
“Awake?” Pei Jiangmu had just come back from the convenience store with snacks. His eyes were gentle. “Seeing you sleeping soundly, I didn't have the heart to wake you up.”
Meng Ruozhao sat up straight embarrassedly and couldn't quite believe it. “I slept so soundly. How did you get me back?”
She was crazy. She hadn't forgotten that Pei Jiangmu was still injured.
Didn't he carry her back?
Did it touch his wound?
When had her sleep become so sound?
She hadn't woken up during the whole process.
“Sister is very light. I could carry you back with one hand.”
Pei Jiangmu put the bag on the coffee table and turned to smile at her.
It was true that he had carried her with one hand.
In the past in France, when they had the best relationship, she had said that the way he carried her princess - style with one hand was extremely manly.
Meng Ruozhao imagined it according to his words and inexplicably blushed—that look was so handsome, the kind of handsomeness that made her heart flutter.
Seeing her a little absent - minded and with a red face, Pei Jiangmu walked over and squatted in front of her.
“Sister's face is so red. Are you catching a cold?”
As he said that, he raised his hand to feel her forehead.
The moment the back of his hand touched her forehead, it sent a tiny electric current through her body.
Meng Ruozhao's heart trembled again, and she felt her waist go weak.
“No, no.”
“Maybe I'm a bit hot from sleeping. What did you buy?”
She almost panicked and pushed his hand away, then looked at the convenience store bag he had put on the coffee table.
“I bought some snacks and some Kanto - style cooked food.”
Pei Jiangmu looked at his empty hand, and a glint of light flashed through his eyes.
But soon, he put on a smile and took the Kanto - style cooked food over to her on his own initiative.
Meng Ruozhao wasn't really hungry.
But when people were panicked, they always subconsciously did something to make themselves look busy.
So she really picked up a skewer of fish balls and took a bite.
However, the moment the ball entered her mouth, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes.
“These balls are so delicious. Are Kanto - style cooked foods this delicious now?”
She rarely ate these, but she didn't remember Kanto - style cooked foods being like this.
Pei Jiangmu chuckled softly. “Maybe sister is hungry.”
He had asked Qi Yu to find a special chef to make them and send them over. They must be a hundred times more delicious than ordinary Kanto - style cooked foods.
Meng Ruozhao took a bite of the ball, then opened a bottle of wine and poured herself a glass.
“You're injured. You can't drink.”
After taking a sip, she closed her eyes contentedly and pushed the box of Kanto - style cooked food in front of Pei Jiangmu.
“You eat too.”