12dz Chapter 11: Eyes Like a Sea of Desire, Overwhelmed and Out of Control
Chapter 11: Eyes Like a Sea of Desire, Overwhelmed and Out of Control
Yan Zhuoyu thought he was recommending the customized phone to her, but she didn't expect him to be recommending her.
"Your flight is at six o'clock tomorrow morning...?"
She blinked, signaling to the other person not to forget what she had just said.
"You can rest on the plane."
Pei Weijin answered casually, then picked out a dark green blouse for her and gently draped it over her shoulders to cover her snow-white skin.
He slid his hand down and led her to the balcony: "It's cool at night, put this on and I'll take pictures of you."
Yan Zhuoyu gently pulled her coat tighter, raised an eyebrow, and drawled in agreement, "Alright then~"
The little cat looks just like that delicate Ragdoll cat, with a proud and aloof demeanor.
She sat in a carved wooden chair, casually tossing her thick, black curly hair. Under the cover of night, her red lips appeared even more alluring in the hazy light. Her posture was relaxed, and her eyes were unrestrained and aggressive.
The dark green blouse was made of crisp fabric, and beneath the black camisole nightgown, her alabaster-like skin was faintly visible, like a rich and mysterious flower of earthly wealth.
Yan Zhuoyu casually struck a few more poses, even the simplest peace sign looked incredibly elegant on her.
Pei Weijin, who said he would be her photographer, did not seem to be just going through the motions.
He tilted his head and adjusted the light.
"Go a little further ahead, your skin is too pale, and the light will be too dark over there, causing overexposure."
The man who once struck fear into the hearts of businessmen and was hailed as a god among the clouds was now willing to kneel on one knee before her, just to take a photo that would satisfy her.
Yan Zhuoyu's heart skipped a beat. A sense of conquest surged into her brain. Bewitched, she raised her jade foot and stepped on the man's knee, and maliciously moved closer.
The ochre nail polish, set against the blue fabric, resembled a blazing flame in the dark night, flamboyant and alluring.
Her red lips parted slightly, and the three words that uttered lingered on her tongue: "Pei Weijin..."
The dormant beast is rapidly awakening.
Pei Weijin's eyes were like a turbulent, uncontrollable sea of desire.
The lens in her hand unconsciously shifted, blurring everything around her, leaving only the vibrant colors that had been created because of her, slowly unfolding under the lens.
The one-of-a-kind luxury custom phone was casually tossed on the floor. He gently held Yan Zhuoyu's ankle with one hand, her heel a delicate pink, and a tender kiss, devoid of any lust, landed on the instep of her foot, treasuring her as he moved down to the inside of her calf.
Meow--
A cat's meow brought Yan Zhuoyu back to her senses. She quickly pulled away, but accidentally kicked the man in the face.
She thought to herself, "This is bad."
That's it. They've slapped the faces of the bigwigs in Beijing's elite circles, and with their feet no less.
"Yes, I'm sorry..."
He seemed quite sincere in admitting his mistake, but it was unclear whether he was apologizing for slapping the other person in the face or for his irrational behavior.
"No problem."
Pei Weijin didn't care about the matter. When he looked down to pick up his phone, a very faint smile appeared on his lips.
She stood up again, her aura once more that of a high-and-mighty flower, aloof and indifferent.
Since he didn't mind, Yan Zhuoyu acted as if nothing had happened, and leisurely turned her gaze downstairs.
The Ragdoll cat jumped out of the first-floor window. Its fur was moist and smooth, and it was clear that it had been well taken care of. However, it was perched on the lid of an old trash can, curiously tilting its head up to look at Yan Zhuoyu.
Its deep blue cat eyes gleamed in the night. Yan Zhuoyu pointed at it and asked, "Is this your mother's cat?"
"It is."
Pei Weijin was selecting photos he had just taken. His finger slid to the last one, but the image was blurry. He wanted to delete it, but hesitated for some reason.
In the image, night falls like a veil, and the woman gazes absently at the camera, her profile exquisite, a few strands of black hair casually falling to conceal her features. Beneath her black dress, her calves are taut, displaying extreme restraint and control; further down, the contrasting colors create a striking effect…
A woman's cold yet lingering question came from beside him: "What do you mean by 'consider it'?"
Pei Weijin silently moved the photo to his private album and turned off his phone without making a sound.
“I picked him up when I was in college. Later, I took over the family business and was busy, so I left him with my mother.”
Yan Zhuoyu asked in surprise, "You, picked up a cat?"
She simply couldn't imagine that someone as aloof as CEO Pei would actually pick up stray cats and bring them home to raise during his university years.
"Ah."
When Pei Weijin looked at the ragdoll cat, his gaze softened slightly.
Yan Zhuoyu offered a perfunctory compliment: "So President Pei is quite kind-hearted, huh?"
He shook his head slightly, his gaze falling on Yan Zhuoyu: "No."
It's not some philanthropist overflowing with pity, it's just that it resembles someone so much.
Pei Weijin didn't explain anything. He opened the balcony door, turned around, and reached out his hand to Yan Zhuoyu.
"Go to sleep."
Yan Zhuoyu shook her head and did not go forward to take his hand. Instead, she found a comfortable position on the chair and half-reclined.
"You go to sleep first. I'll go to sleep after I finish posting on Weibo so as not to wake you up again."
Pei Weijin regretfully withdrew his hand and returned to the bedroom, without closing the door.
Yan Zhuoyu was pleased when she saw the photos Pei Weijin sent her. She whispered, "Sure enough, there are no bad photographers in this world, only impatient ones."
President Pei is truly a superior person; even his conduct as a husband is impeccable.
She saved all the photos and chose nine to post on Weibo.
As soon as she posted the Weibo post, it received over 99 comments and likes, which made her feel a greater sense of reality that she had a million followers.
Although most of the comments were from new fans who were just using the memes, it was still much better than the previous situation where every Weibo post was met with a barrage of criticism.
Yan Zhuoyu is an extremely emotional person who easily empathizes with others, which has also shaped her vengeful and principled nature.
Her eyes welled up with tears as she patiently responded to her fans' concerns.
After replying to dozens of messages, Yan Zhuoyu didn't forget to check in on her own super topic, and happened to see a post.
[Bright Splendor: Little flames, Orange Entertainment has apologized! They've even deleted all the videos they posted before! But the internet has no memory, I always feel that after a while, they'll either make a comeback or rise from the ashes.]
Even if Zhuobao's family is incredibly wealthy, he's determined to continue in the entertainment industry. Orange Entertainment has Galaxy Entertainment backing it up; a direct confrontation isn't wise. The more I think about it, the more frustrated I get. Let's all report his account and show them that even a small spark of justice can start a prairie fire!
The comments below are also growing rapidly.
Sigh, there's nothing I can do. Spreading rumors has no cost. I've already reported it.
【I reported it too, sister.】
I really want him arrested. He's profited so much from people's suffering; just seeing him makes me sick!
Among them are also fans of other groups disguised as fans.
They've already apologized, what more do you want?
[Flies don't land on eggs without cracks. Think about what your Zhuobao is really like in private, tsk tsk...]
[Oh, right? Isn't Yan Zhuoyu known as the judge of the entertainment industry? Go ahead and sue him if you dare!]
……
Yan Zhuoyu was very protective of her children, and her temper as a young lady flared up again. She directly used her main account to retort to everyone.
Finally, I specifically reposted the comment featuring the "judge of the entertainment industry."
[Yan Zhuoyu: @OrangeEntertainment I do not accept the apology, and none of you "righteous messengers" hiding behind your screens will escape. The list is ready, we'll discuss it in court.]
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