"I..." Song Yuqiao lowered her eyelids.

  If it were just a superior and subordinate, or a receptionist and client relationship, without this layer of relationship, she could still be at ease as Pei Si Cheng's companion. However, with this added layer, Song Yu Qiao couldn't pretend it didn't exist. It was just that earlier, she had already told Pei Si Cheng that she had no plans for the evening, and now she felt like she was shooting herself in the foot.

  "Can't think of anything else?"

  Song Yuqiao was embarrassed, and it felt terrible to be exposed in front of everyone.

  Pei Si Cheng draped the suit jacket over his arm, "From now on, don't hastily answer anything, ask clearly before responding, or else it's easy to get stuck in a difficult situation."

  "Uh-huh."

  Song Yuqiao always felt that the current atmosphere was a bit strange, as if she were a high school student who had been caught talking by her teacher outside the window.

  "Let's go."

  Pei Si Cheng left the office first, Song Yu Qiao was stunned for a moment, then followed up.

  "Where are you going?"

  Banquet.

  Song Yuqiao's footsteps paused for a moment, but she didn't raise any further objections. Pei Si had already said what needed to be said, and if Song continued to make excuses, it would only seem insincere.

  Pais Cheng's car was already waiting at the company entrance. Song Yuqiao watched as Pais Cheng sat in the back seat, and just as she opened the front passenger door, she heard Pais Cheng call out to her: "Little Song, come sit in the back."

  "Yes."

  As the driver, Li Bei saw Song Yuqiao's profile and immediately remembered the person his boss was holding in his arms that night. The figure overlapped, it was that woman! However, upon hearing Pei Su Cheng's ambiguous address "Little Song", his intestines were all tangled up.

  This car was an ordinary private car, not a more spacious business car. Song Yuqiao sat in the back seat, and the distance between him and Pei Sicheng was only a few centimeters, even breathing felt hot.

  She put her hands on her knees, closed her eyes and remained perfectly still.

  "Pei Si Cheng broke the silence, 'How old is he this year?'"

  Song Yuqiao was startled by Pei Si Cheng's sudden voice and said: "Twenty-four."

  "I heard Dailin say," Pei Si slightly turned his face to look at Song Yuqiao, "you've been by her side for three years."

  "Yes," Song Yuqiao paused slightly and added, "I dropped out of college before graduating to work and took a leave of absence."

  Afterwards, Pei Si Cheng didn't say another word.

  All the way to a dress shop, Pei Si Cheng let the clerk take out the latest dinner dress, the clerk's eyes lit up and hurriedly pushed out new dresses, enthusiastically introducing them.

  Pei Sicheng took out a sapphire blue trailing evening gown, turned around and compared it with Song Yuqiao. Song Yuqiao seemed to reflexively take a step back, Pei Sicheng pressed one hand on her shoulder, "Don't move." After measuring for a moment, he shook his head and hung the dress back up.

  Finally, he picked out a deep red evening gown and an apple green strapless dress, handing them to Song Yuqiao: "Go try them on."

  Song Yuqiao said: "Any one will do."

  Pais leaned against the cash register behind him, hugging his arms and staring at her without saying a word.

  Song Yuqiao had no choice but to go in and try on the dress.

  The apple-green dress had dark green embroidery, and the back was made of a light, thin gauze. Song Yuqiao's skin was fair, and when she put it on, her noble temperament immediately stood out.

  Pais stepped back two steps, stroking his chin thoughtfully and said, "Turn around."

  Song Yuqiao turned around in a circle as usual, pinching her skirt and sweating palms.

  I thought I was done, but then Pei Su Cheng said: "Go change into that suit dress, this one shows too much of your back."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  This time, Song Yuqiao took a little longer to change clothes inside. Pei Su was playing with the metal lighter in his hand. Later, the dressing room opened a slit and Song Yuqiao's voice came out: "Miss, would you mind helping me pull up the zipper at the back?"

  The shop assistant standing next to the dressing room said: "Good."

  Song Yuqiao turned her back, revealing a large area of beautiful back, the zipper opened all the way down to the narrow waist, and the skin was white and delicate.

  The shop assistant had just prepared to pull when a pair of large hands stretched out from behind.