Pei Pei wore a white pearl gown, extremely precious, now drenched in orange juice, making it look like large blooming yellow flowers, utterly vulgar.
Gu Xiaozhan slightly furrowed his brow, and as for Pei Pei’s advances, he merely glanced lightly at Lie Huo.
Lie Huo promptly stepped out to shield Pei Pei, preventing her from crashing into his embrace.
Pei Pei cried out defiantly. At the President Mansion, she could get anything she wanted; she had just turned eighteen and could pursue her love now, she wanted Gu Xiaozhan.
No one anticipated that just as she stirred conflict, Mu Anhan gained the upper hand in terms of presence.
Mu Anhan noticed Pei Pei couldn’t beat her, so she went to complain—does the child who cries the most get milk?
"What exactly happened?" Gu Xiaozhan’s wife dared to be called a madwoman? His gaze sharpened, showing a streak of hostility.
"Brother Zhan, it was her..."
"Husband, I’m sorry! I didn’t take good care of Miss Pei; she wanted the orange juice I was holding, but it was brought to me by my husband himself, and I couldn’t bear to part with it..." Mu Anhan’s voice was loud, overpowering Pei Pei’s.
After speaking, Mu Anhan gazed at Gu Xiaozhan, her beautiful eyes tinged with a drizzle of mist, expressing three parts tenderness, four parts sulkiness, and five parts charm.
She naturally used the orange juice to say what she couldn’t bear to part with was Gu Xiaozhan.
Thankfully, Gu Xiaozhan was accustomed to her current change. Before, she would throw things at him.
Has she really changed? Now she hits others and throws things at others?
"Brother Zhan, it’s not like that." Pei Pei saw everyone looking at her with puzzled eyes. "We lack nothing at the President Mansion; why would I grab such a common orange juice..."
Gu Xiaozhan’s face visibly grew colder, the oppressive atmosphere instantly tingling her with fear.
He lost patience, his tone icy like frost: "Check the surveillance."
"No!" Pei Pei never imagined there would be surveillance cameras in the garden; her objection was even more guilty.
Pei Long couldn’t stay seated; his youngest daughter had been spoiled beyond measure, unable to reverse the situation.
He stepped forward and held Pei Pei’s shoulders: "Pei Pei, go change your clothes."
"Dad..." Pei Pei left feeling aggrieved.
Pei Long laughed awkwardly, "Everyone, sorry for the disturbance. We were just discussing oil extraction; let’s continue..."
The crowd quickly began discussing the global oil situation.
"My wife is tired; I’ll take her back to the room now." Gu Xiaozhan assertively wrapped Mu Anhan’s slender waist in his arms, striding upstairs.
Mu Anhan’s legs were considered long, yet she couldn’t keep up with his pace, so she leaned her whole person against him.
Gu Xiaozhan pulled her back into the bedroom, closing the door with a loud "bang," forcefully pinning her against it, his eyes dark like ink hiding tumultuous waves: "Tell me—why did you throw the orange juice?"
Well, she was being pinned!
Her handsome husband was pinning her!
Mu Anhan hadn’t finished being delighted before his hell-like coldness disrupted her heartbeat.
"Husband, what I said earlier was all true."
Gu Xiaozhan released her, "Stay honestly in the room."
He turned and left, going outside to summon Lie Huo: "Check the surveillance."
Gu Xiaozhan went downstairs, Pei Pei had changed into another white dress, waiting specifically for him, immediately saying upon seeing him: "Brother Zhan, have a drink with me!"
Gu Xiaozhan remained silent, his indifference mixed with sharpness.
"Celebrate my coming of age, okay?" Pei Pei knew Mu Anhan had been sent back to her room by him, she knew her opportunity had come.
She handed him one of the two glasses of wine.
Gu Xiaozhan took it and drank it in one go.
His tongue detected a peculiar fragrance, his body heating as if about to explode.
Did someone dare drug him? Were they tired of living?