Pei Jiangmu felt an indescribable irritation.
Why did everyone seem to have an unforgettable past with Meng Ruozhao?
First it was Yan Qiubai, then Yi Mo, and now Yan Sisi. And there was still that persistent Qin Mu.
Why couldn't his Zhaozhao be completely his?
Why did so many people want to steal her attention?
Intense jealousy and unease seized him.
He found that even though he had grown up with her, he still knew very little about her.
So little that any person who suddenly appeared might have memories with her that he didn't know about.
He couldn't hold back any longer. He took a step forward and reached out to pull Yan Sisi away. "Miss Yan, please respect yourself and let her go."
His tone was clearly annoyed and warning.
"What are you doing!"
Yan Sisi was like a territorial animal being invaded. She suddenly slapped Pei Jiangmu's hand away. Although she didn't have much strength, her attitude was extremely resistant.
"Who do you think you are! Why should I let go? You don't need to interfere in my business with Zhaozhao!"
Then she hugged Meng Ruozhao even more dependently, almost hanging her whole body on her, and kept muttering.
"Zhaozhao, let's ignore these stinky men... Men are all bad... My brother is, and he is too..."
Pei Jiangmu's face turned ashen from this over - generalization of "all men are bad".
Especially when she compared him to that bastard Yan Qiubai!
He watched as Meng Ruozhao was entangled by Yan Sisi and couldn't get away, while he was excluded like an outsider. A feeling of unprecedented grievance and anger intertwined.
He pursed his lips tightly and no longer tried to pull Yan Sisi. He just stood there, looking at Meng Ruozhao with a heavy gaze.
His eyes were full of accusation, jealousy, and a hint of hardly noticeable... hurt.
As if asking: Are you just going to let her hug you like this? Why don't you push her away?
Meng Ruozhao received his complex look, and her heart was filled with helplessness and amusement.
Of course she wanted to push Yan Sisi away, but this drunk girl was surprisingly strong now and so pestering. She couldn't really push her away forcefully.
"Pei Jiangmu..."
She was just about to speak to ask him to calm down and think of a way.
But Yan Sisi seemed to be stimulated by this name. She suddenly raised her head, looked Pei Jiangmu up and down with hazy drunken eyes, and then pursed her lips.
"Zhaozhao, your taste has gotten worse... This one doesn't seem as rich as my brother... His looks are just... just so - so... Nowhere near as good as my brother..."
"Pfft—"
This time Yi Mo couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. Then she quickly covered her mouth.
Pei Jiangmu's face turned completely dark.
So - so? Nowhere near as good as Yan Qiubai?
In his more than twenty years of life, this was the first time someone dared to evaluate his appearance like this!
And it was comparing him to that loser Yan Qiubai!
A rush of anger went straight to his head, and he could hardly maintain his calm.
He stared at Yan Sisi fixedly. If looks could kill, Yan Sisi would probably have been tortured to death.
Meng Ruozhao watched Pei Jiangmu's expression, on the verge of exploding with anger but having to endure it. She felt both心疼 and inexplicably thought he was a bit cute.
She sighed and finally used a bit of strength to forcefully "peel" Yan Sisi off her and pressed her onto the chair beside.
"Yan Sisi, you've had too much to drink. Stop talking nonsense."
Her tone was a bit serious.
Yan Sisi was pressed onto the chair and was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Meng Ruozhao seemed a bit angry, she pursed her lips, and her eyes instantly turned red, as if she had suffered a great deal of grievance.
"You're scolding me... You're scolding me too... You're all bullying me..."
As she said that, she actually started to shed tears.
Everyone was stunned.
A nice celebration banquet had turned into a farce.
Finally, Ai Gao was quick - witted. While Yan Sisi was crying and distracted, he quickly rummaged through her bag and found her phone.
Then he pulled her to unlock it and found Yan Qiubai's number and dialed it.
When Yan Qiubai received the call and heard that his sister was dead drunk in an affordable restaurant and was hugging Meng Ruozhao and talking nonsense.
After a moment of silence, he just said in a complicated tone, "I'll be there right away," and then hung up.
During the time waiting for Yan Qiubai, the atmosphere was extremely awkward.
Yan Sisi was still sobbing softly and would look at Meng Ruozhao resentfully from time to time.
Pei Jiangmu kept a dark face the whole time, sitting on one side with his arms crossed, exuding an aura of "keep away from strangers". Even Yi Mo didn't dare to make any more jokes.
Caught in the middle, Meng Ruozhao felt extremely troubled.
Finally, Yan Qiubai came with a gloomy face.
As soon as he saw the scene in front of him, especially seeing Pei Jiangmu and Meng Ruozhao standing together.
And his sister still looking reluctant to part from Meng Ruozhao, his face became even more ugly.
But he didn't say anything. He just gave Meng Ruozhao a deep look.
That look contained anger, confusion, accusation, and longing.
But his pride and his long - standing position as a superior made it hard for him to take the initiative to say something to Meng Ruozhao.
Especially in front of so many people.
He just roughly grabbed the still - muttering Yan Sisi and almost half - dragged and half - carried her away.
The farce finally came to an end.
On the way back, Pei Jiangmu remained silent, tightly holding Meng Ruozhao's hand.
The strength was so great that she almost felt pain, but he seemed completely unaware.
It wasn't until they got back to the apartment. As soon as they entered, he suddenly turned around and gently pressed her against the door.
His forehead was against hers, and his voice was muffled, full of jealousy and unease.
"Sister... From now on, stay away from that Yan Sisi."
Did he have to guard against not only men but also women now?
Meng Ruozhao looked up at his handsome face full of grievance and possessiveness and couldn't help but laugh. She reached out and rubbed the back of his tense neck.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." She comforted him softly. "She was just talking nonsense when she was drunk."
Pei Jiangmu looked into her smiling eyes, and the depression in his heart dissipated a bit. But he still asked uneasily.
"Did you know each other before? She seems to have a very good relationship with you."
Meng Ruozhao laughed. "How is that possible? I hardly said a few words to her before. She must have been drunk and confused and mistaken me for someone else."
Hearing this answer, Pei Jiangmu's hanging heart finally fell back into place.
He let out a long sigh and tightly hugged her into his arms, as if trying to make up for the "loss" occupied by Yan Sisi just now.
"From now on, you're only allowed to be nice to me."
He buried his face in the crook of her neck and demanded in a muffled voice, his tone domineering yet a bit coquettish.
Meng Ruozhao felt his childish possessiveness, and her heart softened. She gently hugged him back.
"Okay, I'll only be nice to you."
After a pause, Meng Ruozhao suddenly laughed and teased him, "Silly, why are you even jealous of a girl?"
Pei Jiangmu hugged her even tighter and said in a muffled voice, "Because she has possessive feelings for you."
Yi Mo also had a good relationship with Meng Ruozhao, but he didn't see possessiveness in Yi Mo.
But Yan Sisi was different.
It could be said that she and him were like the same kind of people.
People who "only resent that the bright moon hangs high but doesn't shine only on me".