Chapter 41 He Wants Insincerity, Too.

From the doorway, only a corner of the living room was visible, where Pei Yu sat on the single-seater sofa on that side, eyes slightly downcast, speaking without a glance this way, and the delicate figure of the woman in his arms was mostly obscured, leaving only a stretch of snow-white neck visible.

Who was that?

There had long been rumors of Pei Yu having a woman by his side, and if not for knowing this gossip, Miss Zhao certainly wouldn't have taken the risk this time. Yet, seeing with her own eyes was still unbelievable, especially Pei Yu's posture at this moment. He casually and naturally embraced the person in his arms, intimate and ambiguous, a stark contrast to the cold and arrogant demeanor people usually saw in him.

She was curious and envious, wanting to see the woman's face clearly, wanting to know what kind of face the person who gained Pei Yu's favor had.