The next day, Pei Kexin was busy at the company until eleven in the morning.
After touching up her makeup and checking her condition, she picked up the tonics Gu Wei had bought for her and was about to head downstairs when her phone rang.
It was a local unknown number. She guessed who it was and answered, "Hello."
It was him, as expected.
A young, pleasant male voice came from the other end, "It's me, Jiang Jingchen."
"Where are you?"
Zhan Jingchen didn't answer. "Where can I find you?"
Pei Kexin, carrying the items, gracefully walked out of the office, speaking as she went.
"Send me your location. Don't move, I'll come pick you up."
The call ended, and soon, a WeChat friend request appeared.
She accepted the request, received a location, and headed to the parking lot.
After driving for twenty minutes, she saw a tall man in a Meituan delivery uniform standing by the roadside from a distance.
It was similar to yesterday, a delivery uniform on top, dark straight-leg jeans on the bottom, paired with white sports shoes.
Pei Kexin rolled down her car window and honked at him. Zhan Jingchen walked over.
It was around the May Day holiday, and the temperature had warmed up. Nancheng had already entered the season where one could wear skirts.
To match her new marital status, Pei Kexin had specifically chosen a cherry-red V-neck long dress today, elegant and sophisticated.
She hadn't expected him to still be in his delivery attire.
Fortunately, Zhan Jingchen was young, handsome, and had a good physique.
The slightly rustic jacket was worn by him with a youthful, fashionable air, like a windbreaker, preventing Pei Kexin from feeling embarrassed.
When he reached the car, he was about to get into the passenger seat. Pei Kexin stopped him, "Wait."
Zhan Jingchen stopped and looked down into the car. "What's wrong?"
"Your ID?"
He patted his pocket. "Got it."
Pei Kexin looked at his neck and raised an eyebrow.
"Are you wearing a shirt underneath today? Or is it still a fake collar?"
Zhan Jingchen replied, "Do you want me to take it off on the street for you to see?"
That wasn't the case.
Pei Kexin asked, "Can you drive?"
"Isn't that basic competence for a delivery person?"
Pei Kexin didn't say any more. She got out of the car, walked up to him, and gently touched his wrinkled jacket with her fair fingers.
"You drive. We're going to Guomao. I'll buy you a set of clothes."
Delivery drivers are indeed skilled at driving.
The steering wheel was in his hands, fluid and natural. He was familiar with the roads, and the entire journey was smooth.
Pei Kexin leaned back in the passenger seat, remaining silent the whole time, but she took in all his proficiency.
She felt a bit proud of her own judgment.
This man, whether it was his physique, looks, personality, or way of doing things, was exactly her type.
Finding him in such a hurry was truly a stroke of luck.
Before the car stopped and they unbuckled their seatbelts, Pei Kexin instructed him.
"Take off your jacket and leave it in the car."
She felt his current attire was embarrassing.
Indeed, coming to Guomao dressed like this was not presentable. Zhan Jingchen didn't argue.
He cooperatively took off his jacket and even spread his hands, asking her, "Anything else you need me to do?"
Pei Kexin glanced at his chest, now only clad in a shirt.
Perhaps due to years of manual labor, his muscle definition was quite apparent, which was good.
"No." She raised her eyebrows in satisfaction. "Let's go."
They got out of the car one after another. Zhan Jingchen waited for her to walk over.
She was so fair.
Yesterday, under the lights, he thought her face was like a peeled egg.
Today, seeing her again, she looked even more like the petals of a half-bloomed peach blossom.
Fair with a hint of red, red with a hint of tenderness. Her skin was so good it made one feel happy.
And her figure was also excellent: long legs, a slender waist, a graceful build. Combined with her proud and cool demeanor, she looked like a queen on a procession.
Let alone that she was now his "wife," even if she were a stranger, Zhan Jingchen couldn't help but want to look at her more.
He offered his arm, stepping forward solicitously, "Be careful."
The parking lot floor was as flat as a mirror, not slippery or uneven. Offering his arm at this moment, the solicitous gesture was too obvious.
Pei Kexin glanced at him but didn't respond, walking forward on her own.
"Have you thought about what you'll say when you meet my family?"
His solicitous gesture ignored, Zhan Jingchen chuckled self-mockingly, put his hands in his pockets, and followed her.
"Plans can't keep up with changes. We'll have to improvise. As long as you don't say too much, we shouldn't be exposed."
Pei Kexin's footsteps didn't falter, her elegant back facing him.
"I want a hundred percent certainty, not 'should' or 'perhaps.' I hope you're more precise in your actions and don't disappoint me."
Zhan Jingchen looked at her beautiful hair. "I guarantee I won't disappoint you."
Buying clothes for someone with a good figure and looks is a pleasure.
They could buy everything from one store without changing locations. Each piece fit perfectly, and each was attractive.
Watching him try on outfits one after another, each fitting so well, Pei Kexin felt her mood lift with her confidence in her own taste.
Thinking about the outfits she would need for future visits to her family, Pei Kexin bought several sets of clothes.
As the sales assistant went to bag the clothes, she stood with her arms crossed, admiring Zhan Jingchen's back.
Both of them were framed in the mirror. Seen together, they looked like they stood shoulder to shoulder, their figures and looks quite well-matched.
Zhan Jingchen had changed into a black suit and black leather shoes. His entire demeanor became more mature and reserved, giving him the air of a young talent.
As he adjusted his cuffs, he spoke to Pei Kexin through the mirror.
"Buying so many clothes for me at once, will the money be deducted from my salary?"
Pei Kexin maintained her queenly demeanor. "Is there such a clause in the contract?"
"No."
"Then don't worry unnecessarily."
Zhan Jingchen couldn't help but laugh and turned back to tease her. "Miss Pei..."
Pei Kexin looked at him imperiously. "I advise you to change that address as soon as possible, or if we're exposed later, the contract will be voided in minutes."
Hmph, a mere two hundred thousand, and he was already putting on airs like a big benefactor.
Zhan Jingchen felt a little wronged.
He raised his eyebrows and deliberately retorted, "How should I address you? Should I call you 'baby'?"
"..."
"You're so beautiful, and you smile so cutely. Why do you always have to talk with a straight face?"
"..."
"My baby is a little girl who loves to act spoiled. Cry when you want to cry, laugh when you want to laugh. We've been dating for so many years, and we're even married. Shouldn't you be a bit more demure around me?"
Pei Kexin, "?!"
He took two steps back, reached out to pinch her face, and gently pulled her apple cheeks to the sides, forcing a smile onto her face.
"Yes, just like this, show your teeth... See, you look so charming when you smile..."
Pei Kexin's face turned green.
Just as she was about to lash out and scold him for getting carried away, the sales assistant returned with the clothes, a smile on her face.
"Sir, your clothes are all packed."
Pei Kexin swore to the heavens.
If it weren't for being in public, and if she didn't value her reputation so much,
She'd dare to pull her face like that? This guy was dead today, believe it or not!
Several bags were handed to Zhan Jingchen. Before leaving the store, he shamelessly offered his elbow to Pei Kexin again.
Several store employees stood on either side of the entrance, looking at the two of them with expressions that suggested they were a couple.