Mr. He’s Daily Affections

"Uncle Xiaobao, I'm fine." Zi Yi spoke timidly.

Pei Yuanchen took a deep breath and turned around, looking at her deeply.

"Just now, thank you..." She seemed a little uneasy, her hands twisted together, her head slightly lowered, and she never looked at him, "I should go back, and I will have classes in the afternoon..."

"He Ziyi." He said hoarsely, "How many times have happened today?"

Zi Yi froze for a moment and looked up at him.

"Not many times, the classmates are very friendly, no one bullies me, today is just an exception..." Her smile was a little reluctant, "You don't have to worry about me, really."

Pei Yuanchen clenched his fists fiercely.

He walked up to her in a few steps and lifted her long wet hair, and her throat rolled: "Blow the hair dry, I will take you to dinner."

"Really not..."

"He Ziyi!" he scolded coldly.

She seemed frightened by him, shrinking her neck in grievance.

However, this look of her made Pei Yuanchen feel a little bit better.

He preferred her to be as coquettish and willful as she used to be.

It's not a "sensible" with a stern look.

Pei Yuanchen pressed her on the bed, took a dry towel to wipe off the moisture, and then took out a hair dryer to dry her hair.

Throughout the process, He Ziyi has been quiet and docile.

"Okay." Pei Yuanchen spit out these two words hoarsely, put down the hair dryer, and then grabbed her wrist, "Go, what do you want to eat?"

She looked up at him.

The exquisite brows of the woman's eyebrows make the pupils darker.

Pei Yuanchen throbbed in his heart, his eyes darkened.

"I want to eat...fries..." she whispered, "you promised me that day..."

The man’s pupils shrunk, and for a long time he responded hoarsely: "Okay."

...

Pei Yuanchen took her to a western restaurant.

Ziyi ordered burgers and fries and ate very seriously.

She kept her head down, as if all her attention was on food.

It didn't seem to notice Pei Yuanchen's burning eyes.

After a while, she finished eating french fries and licked her fingers. Then she raised her head and smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Xiaobao, I am full."

Pei Yuanchen pressed his lips tightly, still staring at her scorchingly.

Zi Yi was a little disturbed by him, and he couldn't help but bowed his head.

"He Ziyi." The man said coldly, "What are you going to do next?"

"I..." She froze before speaking. "I will go to class and work hard to make money... I can feed myself."

"And then?" Pei Yuanchen continued to ask.

Zi Yi thought about it and shook his head gently, his face a little dazed: "I don't know, it's too unexpected... I didn't expect that I wasn't a father's child at all, he was so angry that he wouldn't allow my mother to contact me again..."

It turned out to be He Yirong?

Pei Yuanchen's hands clenched fiercely.

"Why didn't you tell me something like this?" the man whispered, his heart hurt.

If it were not for the accidental hearing of the women’s comments today, he might not have known that the woman had an accident.

At that noon cafeteria scene, I don't know how many times it happened. I am afraid that the woman's response will only allow the other party to bully.

"I... I don't want to trouble you any more." Zi Yi's voice choked slightly, "And, you also said that you can't be with me... What position do I have to call you."