Hearing her mention Yan Qiubai, Pei Jiangmu's expression turned even colder.
"They've already broken up."
For a moment, Pei Jiangmu even suspected that this Ai Gao was an undercover agent sent by Yan Qiubai.
How come they had an unpleasant encounter in the afternoon, and this Ai Gao showed up at night, saying that Meng Ruochao should go find Yan Qiubai?
How dare she suggest that his Ruochao go to another man?
Normally, Pei Jiangmu didn't have much interaction with these two employees.
Apart from being talkative in front of Meng Ruochao, he usually just buried his head in his work silently.
Seeing that he had missed the point, the exhaustion of a day and a night welled up in Ai Gao, causing her to inevitably raise her voice.
"Pei Jiangmu, I need to see Ruochao now. What do you mean by blocking me?"
"Don't tell me you think just because you've moved in here, you can make decisions for Ruochao?"
"You said they broke up? How could they break up? That's Yan Qiubai we're talking about."
"Of course, I don't mean to say anything bad about you. What I mean is, the affairs among the wealthy families are beyond our understanding as ordinary people."
"Just let me go in and talk to Ruochao."
Facing her rudeness, Pei Jiangmu wasn't angry.
It didn't matter whether he could make decisions for Meng Ruochao.
What mattered was that Ruochao had indeed broken up with Yan Qiubai.
But now wasn't the time to dwell on this.
"She's drunk and resting. It's no use looking for her now."
"But I can give you a phone number. You can contact now. We'll talk about the rest during the day tomorrow."
Pei Jiangmu turned around and was about to go get his phone.
Ai Gao was intimidated by his aura. Without permission, she really didn't dare to force her way in.
However, when Pei Jiangmu turned around, she tiptoed and took a peek inside.
She vaguely saw a person lying on the sofa, seemingly asleep.
When Pei Jiangmu went to get his phone, he also took a blanket and covered the person with it.
It seemed that she was really asleep.
Ai Gao sighed inwardly and wasn't interested in the phone number Pei Jiangmu was going to get.
"Forget it. Since Ruochao is asleep, then never mind. I'll go look for her somewhere else. You should also go to bed early."
Without waiting for Pei Jiangmu to come back, she turned around and left directly.
Pei Jiangmu returned to the door. Looking at the descending elevator and the phone number of Qi Yu that he had pulled up, he felt a bit speechless.
Was he being looked down upon?
Was he outshone by Yan Qiubai?
He rubbed his temples irritably, sent a message to Qi Yu, then closed the door and turned back to the living room.
On the sofa, Meng Ruochao, who had been interrupted, seemed to be really asleep.
The noise at the door just now didn't wake her up.
However, the sofa made her sleep uncomfortable. The blanket he had just covered her with was pulled off and thrown on the ground. Her top had ridden up, revealing a section of her slender waist.
And her red lips, which he had kissed just now, were slightly swollen, with a blush still on her cheeks.
She looked like a tempting peach.
Pei Jiangmu looked at her. Thinking of the abruptly ended kiss and the interrupted good thing just now, his Adam's apple bobbed violently.
He took a deep breath to suppress the heat that was stirring in his body again.
It seemed that he couldn't continue tonight.
He resignedly stepped forward, picked up the drunk woman on the sofa horizontally again, and this time, walked steadily towards the bedroom.
Well, there would be plenty of time in the future.
His prey would surely belong to him completely sooner or later.
It was just that he hoped this "time" would come sooner rather than later.
When Meng Ruochao woke up the next day, she didn't feel too uncomfortable.
She stared blankly for a while, then mumbled, "My alcohol tolerance has improved. I don't even have a headache like this."
It seemed that she could try some other kinds of wine in the future.
Just as she was happily about to get out of bed, some fragments flashed through her mind.
In her dream, she seemed to have watched a lot of short videos again, and she had touched and pressed those six - packs.
The feeling even seemed to linger on her fingertips.
No wonder her head didn't hurt today. It turned out that handsome guys had the effect of sobering up.
No wonder the experts said that girls should look at handsome guys more, which was good for physical and mental health.
Sure enough, the experts didn't lie to her. She had met a real expert.
She hummed a tune and got up. She changed into a dress, washed up, and then walked out of the room.
In the living room, Pei Jiangmu was reading a book. Seeing her come out, he immediately looked up.
"Sister, you're awake."
The moment Meng Ruochao saw him, she couldn't help but let her gaze drift downwards, taking a quick look at his chest and abdominal muscles.
Then she thought she must have been really confused from sleep. It was just a short video she had watched. How could she have touched the real thing?
"Yeah, did you carry me back to the room last night?"
She walked over and saw breakfast on the dining table.
Pei Jiangmu smiled, "Yes. I couldn't accompany you to drink, but I could cook you a hangover soup and carry you back to the room."
Hearing "hangover soup", Meng Ruochao was stunned.
So it wasn't the handsome guy that relieved the pain. It was the hangover soup.
"Then thank you, little brother Pei."
She imitated Yi Mo's tone when calling him and thanked him.
Pei Jiangmu's heart skipped a beat.
This tone was exactly the same as when she had said he was a male bodhisattva yesterday.
Meng Ruochao sat down at the dining table. When she opened her mouth to eat, she noticed that her lips hurt a bit.
"Ouch, I must be getting inflamed. I'll buy some herbal jelly later."
She mumbled a couple of times, not noticing that Pei Jiangmu's expression beside her was a bit unnatural.
He had been a bit too carried away yesterday and had even kissed the corner of her lips to the point of breaking them.
But this person really had no wits at all.
Living under the same roof with a big man like him, she dared to get so drunk that she passed out.
When she felt something was wrong with her lips, she only thought it was due to inflammation.
Was she really that trusting of him?
Just like back then...
Meng Ruochao didn't notice his distraction. Instead, she ate while opening her phone.
Only then did she notice that Ai Gao had called her several times last night.
"Isn't Gao Gao on vacation? Why is she calling me?"
As she said this, she was about to call back.
Only then did Pei Jiangmu remember the important thing.
"After you got drunk last night, she came to the house looking for you, but you were asleep at that time."
"She said Linlin was missing. She didn't go home the night before last, and her phone was turned off."
Hearing this, Meng Ruochao immediately tensed up.
"Ah, what's going on? Linlin has no relatives here and hasn't had a boyfriend. She wouldn't not go home."
"She must have run into something. I shouldn't have drunk. It's really delaying things."
In her haste, she didn't care about breakfast anymore. She stood up and was about to go out.
Pei Jiangmu quickly grabbed her, "The police was called yesterday. Now there's news that she was taken home by her parents."
He deliberately said the police report and the news together.
This way, Meng Ruochao would think it was the news from the police station and wouldn't ask more questions.
Otherwise, he would have to make up a lie about the source of the news.
Sure enough, Meng Ruochao stopped and looked a bit confused.
"But if she was taken away by her parents, wouldn't they even say hello to Linlin? And why did they turn off her phone?"