Chapter 105:
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The next morning at ten o’clock, the airplane took off on time from the international airport.
Winnie sat on the sofa in the front cabin, marveling repeatedly at the luxurious setup on the airplane, “The legendary private plane, and I got to hitch a ride on it.”
All custom-made soft furnishings, even the carpet underfoot was Hermès.
Zhao Hesong interjected, “You like it? Next time I’ll buy one too.”
Winnie glared at him, “Shut up.”
She resents the rich; who buys airplanes like buying cabbages, just says buy and buys them.
Meng Shuyou stared outside the window, the airplane getting farther and farther from the ground, Bin City gradually disappearing from view.
“Yaoyao.” Winnie called her.
Meng Shuyou withdrew her gaze and turned her head, “Hm?”
“Are you reluctant to leave?” Winnie comforted, “It’s okay, just hold on for another year, and you’ll graduate next year.”
Zhao Hesong raised an eyebrow, “Maybe she’ll settle in America from now on.”
Winnie was just about to retort, but thinking of Mister Pei in the inner cabin, she swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue, cupped her cheeks with both hands, and sighed, “Sigh, I don’t want school to start.”
Zhao Hesong chuckled lightly, “You can tell she’s a poor student at a glance.”
Winnie admitted frankly, “So what? I never liked studying anyway, otherwise how would I end up majoring in art.”
Zhao Hesong looked curiously at Meng Shuyou, “And what about Miss Meng? You’re probably a top student, right? Why would you choose to study painting?”
Meng Shuyou denied, “I’m not a top student either.”
Her grades were indeed very good when she was little, steadily in the top ten of her year, but Meng Zhenhua didn’t care about her academic scores and insisted on her taking the art path. Lin Peilan also wanted to prevent her from ever entering the company, so she forced her to learn piano, practicing four hours a day until her fingers were red and swollen. She didn’t like it at all, and because of this disagreement, she was punished many times, often made to face the wall and reflect, and not allowed to eat if she didn’t compromise.
Later, her health broke down from anemia and malnutrition, and she stayed in the hospital for half a month. Her studies fell behind a lot during that time, and it was a critical period in her sophomore year of high school. When she returned to school, her grades kept declining, and with no other choice, she ended up studying art. Luckily, she was quite interested in painting, so she learned oil painting.
Thinking about it now, it was destined.
Fourteen hours on the airplane, arriving in Chicago.
Winnie walked down the boarding stairs and took a deep breath, “The familiar feeling is back.”
Zhao Hesong grabbed her wrist, “Let’s go, I’ll take you to school.”
Winnie refused, “I don’t need you to take me, Yaoyao and I can just take a cab there.”
Zhao Hesong smiled and asked, “Do you feel like you’re especially bright today?”
“Bright? Where’s bright?” Winnie took out her mobile phone to check the mirror, “Did my face get oily? I’ll pat on some loose powder.”
“I mean, third wheel.”
She reacted and said irritably, “You’re the third wheel!”
Zhao Hesong nodded, “Right, both of us are third wheels, just perfect to make a pair.”
Meng Shuyou walked behind, and in the blink of an eye, she couldn’t see the two of them anymore, “Why are they walking so fast.”
Chicago had a temperature drop recently, with average temperatures below twenty degrees these past few days.
Meng Shuyou was dressed lightly, and as soon as she got off the airplane, a chill hit her. She rubbed her arm, and suddenly there was weight on her shoulder as a suit jacket draped over her, bringing a faint cedar scent.
Pei Yuzhou lowered his gaze, “Put it on.”
Meng Shuyou obediently slipped her arms into the sleeves, instantly feeling warm.
The Cullinan was waiting outside the airport.
Mark put the luggage in the trunk.
After getting in the car, Pei Yuzhou took several telephone calls. He had to make a quick trip back to China, as the company had work waiting for him to handle.
When he hung up the phone, Meng Shuyou spoke, “Mister Pei, if you’re busy, you don’t need to take me. I can cab to school myself.”
“It’s no trouble for this little while.” Pei Yuzhou casually tossed his mobile phone aside, “Remember what I said to you?”
Meng Shuyou thought for a moment, “I’ll call you, as long as you don’t find me annoying.”
Pei Yuzhou raised his hand to beckon, “Come here.”
Meng Shuyou was used to it and smoothly sat in his lap.
The man naturally wrapped his arm around her slender waist, a perfect handful.
She had finally gained a bit of weight before, but after going back to the country, she was thin again like this.
His palm pressed against the back of the little girl’s neck, and he pecked a kiss up.
Meng Shuyou parted her lips, accepting his kiss.
The rear seat space was private, light flickering through the car window and slanting onto their bodies.
The kiss deepened, breaths gradually thinning.
His hand was never well-behaved, roaming over her exquisite curves.
Buttons came undone one by one, spring light spilling out.
Meng Shuyou pulled back her reason, pushed him away and gasped for breath, her red lips glistening, “There’s still half an hour to school…”
Pei Yuzhou’s voice was low and husky, “I’ll try to finish within forty minutes.”
Meng Shuyou’s cheeks flushed red, “But…”
“Do you want to, hm?” His hand moved downward.
Meng Shuyou really wanted to say no, but the evidence was in his hand, so in the end she let herself go, sinking into desire.
