Pei Nanxu stared helplessly at him. âPresident Chu, I think you shouldnât meddle in this.â
âWhat do you mean by meddling? Iâm being serious!â Chu Jiayao shot him a disapproving look.
Pei Nanxu was speechless...
What should he do to stop him?
Lin Yan was looking at the sisters when she saw Chu Jiayao.
As she studied Chu Jiayaoâs eager expression, she guessed that he had to be trying to set up his artists with Pei Yucheng.
Zhong Xiaowei and Zhong Xuening were overjoyed when they realized that their boss was on their side. Hence, they became more proactive.
âPresident Pei, you are too generous with your compliments! Of course, we canât make our company or President Pei look bad!â Zhong Xiaowei replied demurely.
Chu Jiayao chuckled aloud. âXiaowei kept mentioning you, Boss! She wanted your autograph. Both of them admire you! Itâs a coincidence that they met you today. Itâs fate!â
âOf course we admire and idolize President Pei...â Zhong Xiaowei mumbled sweetly.
Zhong Xiaowei suddenly pressed her palm against her forehead as she swayed.
The next moment, her legs gave way and she slumped towards Pei Yucheng...
Lin Yan narrowed her eyes as she stared at her from afar.
F*ck! Was there something wrong with her? Was she invisible to them?
Why would she use her body suddenly?
She had used such a cliché trick by pretending to faint.
Just as Zhong Xiaowei was about to fall into Pei Yuchengâs arms, Pei Nanxu darted forward and intercepted her.
Lin Yan unconsciously heaved a sigh of relief.
He was truly her idol! Well done!
âMiss Zhong, are you alright?â Pei Nanxu probed nervously.
Zhong Xiaowei was rather sorry that her scheme hadnât worked. However, she wasnât that upset at the sight of Pei Nanxuâs gorgeous face. âItâs nothing... Iâm fine... Sorry, I wasnât careful...â
Zhong Xuening pretended to be concerned. âXiaowei, are you okay? Did you drink too much earlier?â
Zhong Xiaowei nodded feebly. âPerhaps... Iâm feeling giddy.â
Zhong Xiaowei had quietly shuffled her feet towards Pei Yucheng and attempted to lean against him.
Lin Yan was speechless...
A sudden gust of wind blew over at them.
Leaves fell from the tree, several of them landing on Pei Yuchengâs hair and shoulders.
Zhong Xiaowei gazed dreamily at the man and stretched her hand. âPresident Pei... You have leaves on your...â
Before Zhong Xiaowei could touch Pei Yucheng, a hand gripped her suddenly so that she couldnât move.
âAhhh! That hurts!â Zhong Xiaowei shrieked and instinctively glanced at her wrist. Lin Yan was beside her!
No one knew when Lin Yan had arrived. She didnât look as though she had exerted much strength, yet she had rendered Zhong Xiaowei immobile.
Zhong Xiaowei was shocked. âYou! Lin Yan... Why are you here? Let go of me!â
âMiss Zhong, donât touch things that arenât yours.â
Lin Yan stared at Zhong Xiaowei as she warned her coldly.