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Chapter 17 .2




Just Blame Me For Being Blind in the Beginning Chapter 17.2
She bit her lip and answered her phone. “Mom, what is it?”
“Xiujuan ah, I heard your brother say that you’re dating a CEO. Is that true?”
Pei Ying’s eyes twitched. She figured that if she and Song Nanchuan were going to continue on this road, she couldn’t hide it from her family. She gave a sound of acknowledgment. “We’re dating.”
“Oh, really?! That’s wonderful!” Mrs Pei was ecstatic. On the other end of the phone, Pei Ying could imagine the smiling and glowing expression on her mother’s face. “I heard your brother say that this CEO has a lot of money. He invested in something or other, and he spent 2 billion yuan! If you’re really together with him, then our family will benefit greatly!”
Pei Ying frowned, unhappy. “Mom, his money is his money. What’s it got to do with us?”
“How can it not have anything to do with us? He’s Xiuran’s brother-in-law, so how could he not care about Xiuran? When Xiuran graduates and needs a job, and when he gets married and needs a house–”
“Mom!” Pei Ying didn’t wait for her to finish before cutting her off. “I’ll say it once more. His money is his money. Don’t start planning how to spend other people’s money!”
When Mrs Pei heard this, she wasn’t very happy either. “What are you saying? What do you mean ‘spending other people’s money?’ If he marries my daughter, shouldn’t he help out our family? In whatever case, your father and I still went through hardships to raise you.”
Pei Ying sighed and then responded, “Yes, you and Dad raised me. And I’ll do my best to support you. But Song Nanchuan doesn’t owe you guys anything. Stop thinking about his money.”
“You–”
“If you really want Xiuran to become rich without having to work for it, have him marry a rich wife then! With his good looks, there will definitely be some wealthy woman willing to take care of him!” Pei Ying hung up the phone right after she said that.
In order to stop her mother from calling again, she turned off her phone.
She’d lost her appetite. She dropped down onto her bed and let out an exhausted sigh.
Her mother would definitely have gotten angry at her words. It was enough that they kept coming to her for money, but they were even thinking of Song Nanchuan’s money now…
She lifted her right hand and covered her eyes.
He didn’t owe them anything…
In time for her afternoon schedule, Pei Ying recovered her enthusiasm. She didn’t like to let her personal emotions affect her at work. Her work involved many people cooperating together, and if she was in poor condition, it would drag everyone else down as well. She’d be very sorry to all the staff that were working hard.
Although the high heel advertisement would be focused on her legs, she still had to get all her makeup done. Pei Ying changed into the dress provided by the advertiser and sat down in front of the mirror.
The makeup artist started to put on some foundation. Unintentionally, her eyes swept across Pei Ying’s neck.
There were several visible hickeys.
The makeup artist was still young, and her face immediately reddened. Pei Ying saw her odd expression and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Uh… Your neck…”
Then the makeup artist paused. Pei Ying looked at her neck in the mirror, her face growing even more red than the makeup artist’s. “Can you cover it…?”
“S-sure.” The makeup artist recalled the rumors she saw online about Pei Ying and Song Nanchuan, and hundreds of scenes ran through her mind.
The lighting director walked past them and mumbled, “Why are those girl’s faces so red? Just like boiled shrimp…”
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Aside from the little episode at the start, the ad filming went very smoothly. Pei Ying finished up at 6pm and gave Song Nanchuan a call. Then she changed back into her own clothes and re-did her makeup.
For her lips, she once again used that stick of lip stain that Ren Shanshan had given her.
When she was done, Song Nanchuan arrived downstairs. Pei Ying went down and saw his car stopped in front of the entrance.
Song Nanchuan saw her coming out of the building and opened his window. He shot her a smile and waved.
When Pei Ying saw him, her mind couldn’t help conjuring up the images of him from the previous night, in the depths of passion. Calling out her name. With heavy breathing. And his fingers on her skin, like fire burning…
Stop! She couldn’t keep thinking about that, otherwise she’d be so embarrassed, she’d want to run away again.
She finally got into the car, but still didn’t dare to look at Song Nanchuan in the eyes.
Song Nanchuan intentionally turned to her. Looking at her, he said, “Why won’t you look at me?”
Pei Ying turned away and choked out, “Don’t want to.”
Song Nanchuan raised his brow. “If you don’t look at me, then I’ll just kiss you.”
That startled Pei Ying and she subconsciously turned her head. Before she could say anything, Song Nanchuan caught her lips.
The pounding of a beating heart sounded inside the car. Song Nanchuan pulled Pei Ying into his arms, and she could only helplessly hit him twice.
Let go! Without even saying a word, he just started kissing her. What was wrong with him?! The driver was sitting right up front!
After he’d enjoyed the kiss enough, Song Nanchuan finally released her. He still licked his lips, as if he wanted more. “Your lipstick’s not bad.”
“…It’s not lipstick, it’s lip stain.”
Song Nanchuan obviously didn’t know the difference between the two. In any case, all he knew was that it looked very appetizing.
He put his seatbelt on and looked at Pei Ying with a laugh. “Is it better now? If you still find it awkward or embarrassing, I can do it again.”
“…That’s okay, thanks.” Pei Ying quickly refused his kind intentions. “Where are we going now?”
Song Nanchuan responded, “My house.” He turned to Pei Ying and ambiguously blinked his eyes a few times. “There are still a lot of Blu-rays to watch at my place.”
Pei Ying, “…”
She pretty much understood what ‘a single slip may cause everlasting sorrow’ meant.
Song Nanchuan’s house was the same as the night before. There wasn’t a housekeeper or anything, so Pei Ying asked curiously, “Who usually cleans up here?”
“I have a cleaning company come in on an regular basis. I don’t like having unnecessary people in my home.”
Pei Ying nodded. Then she asked, “So, what are we eating tonight?”
“I ordered some food from a restaurant. It should be delivered soon.” As Song Nanchuan said this, he started walking over to his cabinet of Blu-rays. “Come over and see. What should we watch tonight?”
Pei Ying, “…”
Can I choose not to watch anything?
Still, she walked over and curiously looked through the array. “You have so many Julia Qiong movies. You must really like her?”
Song Nanchuan nodded and laughed. “Mm, her legs are great.”
Pei Ying, “…”
Wait a minute. Was there something wrong with Song Nanchuan? After that last night, it was like a seal had been lifted and he was an entirely different (dirty) person?
“But I still like your legs the best.” As he said that, his hands were already on her legs. Pei Ying responded as if she’d been shocked by electricity, and she took a few steps back. “What are you doing?”
Song Nanchuan smiled. “I’m doing.”
Pei Ying, “…”
Before she could recover from the perverted events, a burst of dizziness came across her. In the blink of an eye, Song Nanchuan had her pinned against the wall.
Without a word, he started kissing her lips. Song Nanchuan’s tongue forced open her mouth and entered. He was a superb kisser. Disoriented by it, Pei Ying couldn’t help wrapping her arms around his neck.
While they were kissing, just as an incident was about to happen, the doorbell sounded. “Mr Song, I’m here to deliver your meal.”
Song Nanchuan reluctantly let go of Pei Ying. He gave her another peck on the lips before turning to get the door.
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Pei Ying took advantage of this time to get back to her senses. That was very dangerous. She’d almost let him take her to the gutter!
She tidied her clothes and saw Song Nanchuan bringing the food to the table. Her lip twitched and then she walked over and sat down.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Song Nanchuan put the last dish onto the table and smiled at her.
Pei Ying rested her chin in her hands and looked at him. “You’re a good kisser. How many girlfriends have you had before?”
Song Nanchuan paused. He put his hands down on the table and looked over to her. “When I was studying abroad, I had a few girlfriends, but we didn’t kiss often. I just pick things up quickly.”
“…”
Before Pei Ying could vomit at his words, Song Nanchuan bent down and looked at her in the eyes. In an ambiguous tone, he said, “But what we did last night, I’ve only done that with you.”
The moment he mentioned last night, Pei Ying’s face turned red. Song Nanchan saw her keeping her head down and laughed lightly. He moved close to her ear and said, “You’re so green (young / unseasoned), it must have been you first kiss, right?”
Pei Ying, “…”
“What’s it to you!” Pei Ying pushed him away. She picked up her pair of chopsticks and gloomily lowered her head to eat.
Song Nanchuan didn’t continue to tease her. He just pat her hand gently and said, “Don’t you know to wash your hands before you eat?”
Pei Ying, “…”
She angrily dropped her chopsticks, got up, and went to wash her hands.
At the table, Song Nanchuan kept giving Pei Ying more food, afraid that she wasn’t eating enough. Thankfully, she wasn’t on a diet, or else she’d have started arguing about it with him.
When Song Nanchuan saw that Pei Ying’s bowl was already filled to the brim, he finally started eating. “Are you unhappy today?”
He was just asking casually.
But Pei Ying was taken aback. She’d thought that she’d hidden her emotions well. Song Nanchuan was really quite astute, wasn’t he.
She poked at the white rice in her bowl a bit, then she nodded. “I had a fight with my mom today.”
“Why?”
Pei Ying bit her lip. “My parents both favor sons over daughters. They love my brother a lot, but they don’t like me much. Now that I’m working, and my brother’s still in school, it’s not a big deal for me to send some money back home. But when they saw the reports today and found out that we were dating…”
The rest of her words didn’t need saying. Song Nanchuan could pretty much guess what she would have said. He lifted his hand and ruffled her hair. Comforting her, he said, “It’s okay. If they don’t love you, then I’ll love you.”
Just one sentence and Pei Ying’s young heart was set ablaze.
She lifted her eyes to look at Song Nanchuan. Her expression was so pure and innocent, like a little bunny rabbit. “I don’t like the idea of them constantly thinking about digging into your money…”
This kind of feeling was really a mess. She genuinely liked Song Nanchuan, and as far as she could see, Song Nanchuan also treated her very well.
She didn’t like how her parents looked at him like a piece of meat.
Song Nanchuan laughed. “Is my money that fun to dig into? They’re not you after all.” He pinched Pei Ying’s cheeks. “Alright, let’s eat. If you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to kiss you again.”
“…” Pei Ying was afraid he actually meant that, so she quickly started eating.
After dinner, they didn’t have to wash the dishes. Song Nanchuan just called the person from the restaurant to come and collect the dishes.
He dimmed the lights in the living room and pulled out a Blu-ray from his cabinet.
And not unexpectedly, it was another one of Julia Qiong’s films.
This time, Pei Ying couldn’t help looking at her legs. They were indeed long and pretty… Julia’s legs had always been very famous.
Her early films were a lot like ‘Sunday,’ full of youth and love, not nearly as fast-paced as modern (set in modern day) movies today. They were like a murmuring stream, slowly flowing to your heart.
At some point, without her noticing, Song Nanchuan had made his way over and kissed her on the lips. With such an atmosphere, one couldn’t help becoming particularly sensitive. Especially when the person you liked was sitting right beside you.
When he released her and started to kiss her collar, Pei Ying finally realized that she was lying down on the sofa.
After the events of last night, she was especially on guard. She stopped Song Nanchuan while he was still lighting fires all over her, and quietly said, “We did it yesterday. Let’s not today…”
Although the words were a bit hard to say, she couldn’t not say them! What if Song Nanchuan really carried the gun into battle?!
Song Nanchuan kissed around her eyes and quietly murmured, “Mm, I won’t do anything.”
And then he backed off.
Whether or not Pei Ying seemed to understand his hidden words or not, it seemed that she’d calmed down. Song Nanchuan kisseed her a bit more before asking into her ear, “Does it still hurt?”
“…Mm, it’s a lot better…”
“Sorry, I should have controlled myself a bit more last night.”
“Oh…” Pei Ying turned to avoid his gaze. “Actually, when I said it hurt, you did restrain yourself some…”
Song Nanchuan chuckled and pulled away from her. “I’m going to take a shower.”
Pei Ying watched his receding figure. She knew he was probably going to relieve himself of the desires he’d been suppressing…
She pulled out her phone from her bag and sent a text to Ren Shanshan.
“Shanshan, I believe you now. If you’re not afraid of educated ruffians, you have to worry about perverts with patience. qaq”
There really were no gentlemen of honor in this world.