Xi Xiangdong couldn't kick him out of the car. He put the key in, started the ignition, and when he released the handbrake, Xi Wanlai suddenly asked: "Are you looking for Pei Xiao?"
As soon as he let go of his hand, the engine made a slight roar, then suddenly stopped and stalled again.
He sat there without turning his head to look at Xi Wanlai. In fact, as his younger brother, Xi Wanlai had no room to comment on which woman he was looking for and which woman he was with.
Xi Wanlai knew the answer from his expression, and laughed sarcastically. His eldest brother, an elite in the workplace and an executioner in love, could not even kill with blood. Otherwise, how could he have developed the company to a large extent in just a few years?
On this scale, there are probably countless women who have thrown themselves into his arms, but he has a tricky and unique taste, and most women cannot catch his eye.
It happened to be Pei Xiao, but it was the Pei Xiao who made him feel like Coco.
"You can play with it, but it's best to make it clear to her. Don't make a big fuss when you finally break up. The media will report it, and it won't be easy for the family to explain."
"Are you concerned about her or me?" Xi Xiangdong narrowed his eyes slightly.
Xi Wanlai tilted his head and thought for a while, then reminded him: "The scandal between you and Yang Yunguang hasn't been clarified yet, has it? It alarmed dad last time. I'm afraid it won't end well if we cause Pei Xiao this time."
Xi Xiangdong remained expressionless and calm: "As an agent, you are becoming more and more competent."
Xi Wanlai pursed her lips and smiled: "After all, she is an artist in my hands now, and she has just accepted a movie directed by Director Chen. She has a bright future. Talking about a scandal with the boss of her company will only make people ignore her acting skills and make her a potential candidate.
A sign of superiority to the rules.”
He was not wearing a seat belt, so he consciously opened the door and got out of the car after saying: "I suddenly remembered that I left something behind at the company, so I won't give you a ride. Be careful on the road."
Xi Xiangdong restrained his dangerous gaze, stepped on the clutch again, filled up the accelerator, and the Spyker roared out of the parking space. Then he loosened his tie and put his hands on the steering wheel.
When she arrived at Pei Xiao's house, she was already ready, put on light nude makeup, and sat in the living room waiting for him.
The doorbell just rang, but she couldn't wait to open the door and looked at him with her bright watery eyes blinking: "Where are we going to eat?"
He remembered Xi Wanlai's warning, suddenly changed his mind, stepped into the house, put his arm around her waist: "I'm not going out today, so I'll cook at your house."
Pei Xiao was stunned for a moment, but of course she had no objection. In fact, as long as she could be with him, she wouldn't feel bored even if she just sat and watched him all day.
But... she blushed and looked at her refrigerator door: "There seems to be no materials at home..."
Xi Xiangdong put his hand on her head and rubbed it: "Go buy it now, I'll wait for you at home."
She immediately picked up the door key like a soldier who received an order from the leader: "Yes, I'll go now."
She didn't feel any regret that Xi Xiangdong couldn't go with her. Just thinking that he was waiting for her at home was enough to make her feel complacent. But halfway through, she suddenly remembered a serious problem and called Xi Xiangdong: "But Mr. Xi
, I can’t cook?”
It was okay to cook breakfast in his apartment before, but she couldn't even make a formal Chinese dish!
Xi Xiangdong seemed to have expected it, and replied directly: "Don't worry, I didn't count on you."
"Oh." Pei Xiao hung up the phone gloomily. It took him half a minute to realize that he didn't expect her. What Mr. Xi meant was... that he wanted to cook in person?