Extreme Pampering

Shen Zhiyi opened her eyes in the morning to see Pei Yu walking out of the walk-in closet, his tie just put on but not yet tightened. He paused for a moment when he saw her awake, then walked toward her.

Before he could speak, Shen Zhiyi had already sat up, "Let me tie your tie."

Pei Yu was slightly stunned for a moment, but soon bent down and leaned over, eyes slightly drooping, watching her handle the tie clumsily, "Are you in a good mood today?"

"Not bad," Shen Zhiyi looked up at him and smiled, "What are your plans for today?"

Pei Yu didn’t quite understand why she would ask this, so he simply recounted his schedule and then asked her, "Is there something?"

"What could I possibly have?" Shen Zhiyi adjusted his shirt collar for him, "I have a banquet to attend today and if it ends too late, I won’t come back home."

Pei Yu didn’t answer immediately, as if pondering something, and after a while, he softly hummed a response, seemingly reluctant.

His eyes lowered, the eyelashes long and thick. From Shen Zhiyi’s angle, his usual coldness seemed diminished, whether he was unconsciously less guarded or Shen Zhiyi had become so familiar with him that she could discern his moods. In any case, Shen Zhiyi felt he would prefer not to have her work finish too late today.

Quietly contemplating whether this behavior could be counted as evidence of his possible affection for her, Shen Zhiyi took another few looks at him, deliberately saying, "I’ve been thinking recently about taking part in a variety show, which would mean I won’t be able to come back to Huating for several days."

This time, Pei Yu visibly frowned.

Shen Zhiyi felt a strange sense of joy inside her, silently marking this as one piece of evidence.