Being so fixated on matters of men and women, if the ancestors of the Pei family saw this from the netherworld, their graves would likely be emitting black smoke from sheer anger.
Pei Kexin could only let him follow her upstairs.
To prevent him from doing anything to her once they entered the room, as the elevator reached their floor, Pei Kexin pretended her phone rang before entering the room.
She handed him the room card, letting him open the door first, while she stood two steps away at the doorway to take the call.
"Hello, darling, you're awake?"
"Mmm. I haven't eaten yet. I'm with Zongrui now, and we're about to go eat. Have you guys already eaten? Second Brother personally delivered breakfast to you? Is he by your side now..."
With a beep, the room card swiped open the door. Hearing Pei Kexin's words, Pei Zongrui suddenly turned his head.
Pei Kexin, thinking he was scared, continued to fabricate on the phone, "Big Brother wants to know Zongrui's current situation? He..."
With a "snap."
Pei Zongrui reached out and slapped the phone she was "talking on" to the ground.
He stomped on it several times, only stopping when the phone screen was completely smashed.
He looked up, his eyes red as a rabbit's, his face as grim as if he were about to devour someone.
"Pei Kexin, if you dare to complain to my father and the old man, next year today will be your death anniversary!"
Pei Kexin hadn't expected him to be so audacious, to threaten her, to smash her phone!
Their eyes met. After a moment of surprise and calculation in her heart, a smile appeared on her face.
"I wasn't planning to complain to your father. You've been behaving so well recently, and all the clients have given positive feedback. How could I possibly complain?"
"Zongrui, you must be tired. The work intensity has been too high lately... Come on, let's go to the room to relax and rest well. It's all Auntie's fault; Auntie won't scold you anymore."
She tried to coax him gently and considerately, wanting to trick him into the room first.
Her demeanor was so cautious, she was practically acting like a sycophant.
Pei Zongrui liked this side of her.
Seeing her yield, he finally turned and pulled the door open.
"Let's relax and rest together. Auntie, wouldn't it have been better if you were like this earlier? Men like gentle and sensible women, you know this... Aren't you coming in?"
Pei Kexin stood outside the door, pretending to pick up the shattered phone.
"There's company data in the phone. It wouldn't be good if someone picked it up and leaked information. You go in first, and I'll pick up these pieces and then come in."
Pei Zongrui turned and inserted the room card into the slot. The room lights turned on, and he subconsciously took a step inside to survey the layout.
"The furnishings are quite nice, clean and neat, suitable for work, but it lacks a bit of romance for being together. Auntie, I never expected that one day, we two..."
He turned back to look at Pei Kexin, who was about to embrace him romantically at the doorway.
But where did she go?
Taking advantage of his turn, Pei Kexin grabbed the broken phone's motherboard, quietly stood up, and ran towards the stairwell.
However, as soon as she descended one floor, the persistently haunting Pei Zongrui chased after her again.
She prayed for the elevator to come up quickly so she could escape this lunatic as soon as possible.
"Pei Kexin! You're fucking playing me?! Trying to slip away? Slip away right under my nose? Do you look down on my intelligence that much? Are you tired of living?"
He slid down the stair railing like a nimble catfish and appeared before her.
Pei Kexin didn't even see how he got down; she was already cornered by him.
At that moment, she was terrified. She waved her bag, smashing it desperately against him, and shouted with all her might.
"Fire! Someone, come out and help! Fire!"
"You're asking for death! I originally wanted to treat you well today, to let you experience gentleness, but you refuse a toast and prefer to be punished! Pei Kexin, then don't blame me for being impolite!"
He yanked the strap of her bag and with a sudden forceful pull, dragged Pei Kexin towards him.
Then, grabbing her arms, he tossed her over his shoulder as easily as throwing clothes.
Pei Kexin, slumped on his shoulder, her vision blurred and her head spinning, thought it was over.
Her lifelong reputation, and it was going to end like this...
Pei Zongrui, smug and satisfied, prepared to take her back to deal with her properly. However, as soon as he took a step, a fist swung towards him.
With a "clang," his vision went black, and he slammed into the wall.
Pei Kexin, who was on his shoulder, was immediately pulled away.
Zhan Jingchen's eyes blazed with fury. He held Pei Kexin with one arm, turned, so as not to injure her, raised his leg, and kicked Pei Zongrui's back again.
"Ah!"
After hitting the wall, he rebounded and Pei Zongrui, disoriented, fell to the ground again.
"Are you alright?"
Only then did Zhan Jingchen have time to look down at Pei Kexin.
After the harrowing experience, Pei Kexin was initially shocked and angry. Seeing Zhan Jingchen suddenly, she felt a surge of surprise.
"Why are you here?"
Zhan Jingchen didn't answer her. He let her stand properly, then walked to Pei Zongrui's side, grabbed him by the hair, and lifted him entirely.
"Let's go back to the room and talk."
Pei Kexin led the way, and the three of them entered the room in a peculiar formation.
Upon entering, Zhan Jingchen locked the door with his backhand and kicked Pei Zongrui in the stomach again, sending him sprawling to the ground.
"You dare to have designs on my wife? Are you even human?"
"If you don't want to be human today, Uncle will fulfill your wish. Kexin, find me some scissors. You can't control it, right? Uncle will take the trouble to cut it off for you."
Pei Kexin was not a soft-hearted person, nor a saint who could let go of others' mistakes.
On the contrary, her style was to settle scores and seek revenge.
Therefore, now that she had the upper hand, even if Zhan Jingchen didn't teach him a lesson, she wouldn't let him off the hook.
When Zhan Jingchen asked for scissors, whether he meant it or not, she went to find them.
The hotel room had a first-aid kit and a sewing kit. Inside the sewing kit was a small pink plastic pair of scissors, which she had used the previous night to cut the tag off her clothes. She found them instantly.
Holding the scissors, she went to Zhan Jingchen. He, holding Pei Zongrui by the hair, forced him to lift his head.
"You are truly disgusting, opening my eyes to a new level of depravity! Pfft! Do you want to be dealt with horizontally or vertically? Pick your preferred style."
As the eldest grandson of the Pei family, Pei Zongrui had never suffered a major setback in his life.
Among the rich second-generation individuals of similar age in Nancheng, apart from the notorious Yao Dongzhuo, he feared no one.
Especially this man who had suddenly appeared in their home, a kept man, a good-for-nothing.
Uncle?
He had never taken him seriously!
On the contrary, Zhan Jingchen's heavy-handedness and threats were, in his eyes, a sign of self-sabotage.
"Scum! You dare to act so arrogantly in front of me, you dare to compare yourself to my family's dog?"
"Hit me? Pei Kexin, you kept man, don't expect to return to Nancheng! I'm going to tell my father, tell Grandpa! You're dead! The Pei family will never even open their side door for a dog like you..."
Pei Kexin hated it the most when he called her a dog.
She had endured it time and time again in front of his parents before, but today, she didn't have to endure it anymore.
"Slap!"
Mid-sentence, Pei Kexin grabbed her bag from the nearby coffee table and hit him on the head again.
Then she instructed Zhan Jingchen.
"I haven't had breakfast and have no strength. The person is yours. As long as you don't kill him, you can play with him however you want. When you get tired of playing, come downstairs and find me."