Misty Allure – Chapter 69

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In the car.

Pei Yuzhou lazily leaned against the chair back, his elbow on the armrest, long fingers propping up his face, “Afraid I’d make things difficult for him?”

Meng Shuyou lowered her eyes in denial, “No, I’m afraid of missing the flight.”

Going back, she’d still have to adjust to the time difference, return to the art gallery for work.

“Is that so.” Pei Yuzhou dragged out the ending tone, asking unhurriedly: “Do you plan to stay in touch with him in the future?”

“No.”

She wouldn’t dare contact William with just a few guts.

Pei Yuzhou turned his gaze to her, “Then why keep the contact info?”

Meng Shuyou was stunned for a moment, opened her mobile phone, “……I’ll delete it now.”

They arrived at the airport already at noon, boarded the plane early after lunch.

Private flight route, sparing the trouble of mid-flight transfers.

On the airplane, her period suddenly arrived, her lower abdomen aching in waves, the whole person like a wilted little cabbage, limply curled up on the sofa chair.

The flight attendant thoughtfully brewed her a cup of brown sugar water and prepared a hand warmer.

Meng Shuyou had the issue of uterine coldness; whenever her period came, she felt cold, hands and feet icy.

She drank half a cup of the hot brown sugar water, stuck the hand warmer on her abdomen, and wrapped herself in the blanket to rest.

At dinnertime, Pei Yuzhou came out from the meeting room in the rear cabin and saw her face pale even in sleep, bent down to touch her forehead.

Temperature not high, skin somewhat cool.

He woke her up.

Meng Shuyou opened her eyes in confusion, still not fully awake.

Pei Yuzhou asked her, “Where do you feel unwell?”

Meng Shuyou said weakly, “Stomach.”

Pei Yuzhou glanced at the half cup of brown sugar water on the table, “Period?”

“Mm.”

“Do you want to get up and eat dinner?”

Meng Shuyou didn’t want to move, murmuring softly, “Can you hold me up?”

Pei Yuzhou stood beside her looking at her, “Gotta serve you dinner too?”

Meng Shuyou propped up her upper body, “Then I’ll get up myself.”

She was muddled from the pain to make such a request.

The blanket slipped from her shoulders.

Her body suddenly lifted into the air, carried by him to the sofa on the other side.

Meng Shuyou sat on his lap, rubbing her head against his neck hollow, “You’re so warm.”

Pei Yuzhou touched her hand; it was very cool.

He pressed the bell, calling the flight attendant to raise the cabin temperature.

Dinner was brought to the table, the dishes abundant, specially made Chinese style meal.

Usually when Pei Yuzhou went on business trips, the airplane meals were Western cuisine.

Meng Shuyou got off him, sat opposite, pulled out a wet wipe to clean her hands, picked up chopsticks to eat.

Pei Yuzhou watched her holding her lower abdomen with one hand, feeding herself rice with the other, chewing in small bites.

“Always like this during your period?”

Meng Shuyou scooped a spoonful of soup to drink, “Just the first couple days are a bit uncomfortable.”

After dinner, she lay back down to sleep.

She didn’t know how long she slept; when she woke up, they had landed in New York.

Pei Yuzhou carried her off the airplane.

Everyone around knew full well that Mister Kerwin doted on Miss Elara.

After resting one night, Meng Shuyou’s condition was much better.

Back at the art gallery for work, Madam Kasa asked her how her vacation was.

“The scenery was beautiful, the art atmosphere super rich.” Meng Shuyou said: “I also bought two bottles of perfume; this one is for you, geranium light scent. I remember you like this smell.”

“You got me a gift.” Madam Kasa happily took the gift bag, “How do you remember so well? You remembered something I mentioned in passing.”

Meng Shuyou smiled lightly, “As long as you like it.”

Madam Kasa asked while opening the perfume: “Did you find any inspiration there?”

“Mm, I took a lot of photos.” Meng Shuyou shared, “Also visited an abandoned church, saw a kind of decadent beauty in historical decline.”

Madam Kasa curved her lips, “Looks like you gained quite a bit.”

Ignoring some unpleasant little episodes, it was indeed not bad.

Meng Shuyou also remembered that tarot cards fortune telling female boss, who said her career would have a benefactor’s help; she didn’t know if the benefactor referred to Madam Kasa or Mister Pei.

As for gains and losses, she didn’t even know what else she had to lose; as long as her older sister was safe and sound, she feared nothing.

Things from fortune telling might not even be true.

After returning from Italy, the home chef simmered soup every day, either abalone bird’s nest or angelica stewed chicken soup, all kinds of tonic ingredients.

The servant said: “Mister’s instructions, to nourish your body.”

Meng Shuyou appreciated it; she understood Mister Pei was good to her.

The only thing that made her apprehensive was his possessiveness being too strong.

These past few days he was busy from morning to night; she hardly saw his face.

On the rest day, the servant took an express box from the doorway and called to Meng Shuyou, “Miss, express delivery for you.”

“My express delivery?” She couldn’t think of any, “I don’t think I’ve bought anything recently.”

The servant handed it to her, “The recipient is your name.”

Meng Shuyou looked at the sender info; it was from Mia in Canada.

She took out her mobile phone and made a telephone call.

The other side picked up quickly.

Meng Shuyou asked: “Mia, what did you send me?”

Mia laughed mysteriously: “Of course it’s something good.”

The express box wasn’t small, but not very heavy either.

Meng Shuyou squatted on the ground, used a small knife to cut open the tape, and opened the express delivery.

Inside were all colorful packaging boxes.

The text on them caught her eye: ultra-thin, zero sensation, dotted……

Even lubricated ones.

Meng Shuyou’s cheeks flushed hot, hurriedly closed the express delivery, “Why did you send me this?”

“Of course to use.” Mia strongly recommended, “This brand is the safest and most reliable I’ve used, the experience is super great too; you’ll know once you try.”

Meng Shuyou lowered her voice, “No need to buy so many either.”

Who knew when they’d use them all.

Mia explained, “I didn’t know what size to buy, so I got some of each size.”

Meng Shuyou didn’t doubt it; Mister Pei must use the largest size.

“Baby, no need to be shy; these things are for men to use, but actually to protect us girls. Of course, they can also enhance that aspect’s experience, killing multiple birds with one stone.”

“Mm, I know.”

After coming to America and meeting Mia, the first lesson learned from her was to refuse sexual shame.

Mia was right; why is it normal for men to have physiological needs, but women with needs get labeled as promiscuous.

As long as it’s normal relations, mutual consent, there’s nothing to avoid about such things.

But reasoning is reasoning; Meng Shuyou received a Chinese style education from childhood, her mindset not that open; she’d still feel shy when she should.

“What are you squatting on the ground for?”

A voice suddenly came from behind.

Meng Shuyou froze, hadn’t noticed the footsteps at all.

She hurriedly hung up the telephone call, turned back to meet the man’s gaze, “Mister Pei…”

Pei Yuzhou didn’t miss the panic in her eyes, “What guilty thing are you doing?”

“Nothing, just chatting with my friend.” Meng Shuyou gripped her mobile phone tightly, “Didn’t hear you come in, you scared me.”

Pei Yuzhou looked at the express delivery in front of her, “Opening what?”

Meng Shuyou nervously lowered her eyelashes, “Stocked daily necessities; I’ll take it back to my room.”

With that, she hugged the express box and went upstairs.

Fortunately, Pei Yuzhou didn’t pursue the question.

Misty Allure

Misty Allure

雾色迷津
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2025 Native Language: Chinese
Meng Shuyou has been obedient and compliant since childhood, never daring to defy her father, from studying etiquette and completing schoolwork to studying abroad, all in an orderly manner. In the third year of studying abroad, to escape family control, she deliberately provoked a renowned man. Pei Yuzhou, from nobles, holds power and wealth, infamous in the circle for his thunderous methods, ruthless in his actions. "I'm not some gentleman." He said. "Then we're a match made in heaven, I'm not a good girl either." Meng Shuyou stayed by his side only to seek protection. She never expected his control to be stronger than her own father's. Realizing such a man was too dangerous, she decisively fled back to the country. ** In the rainy night, traffic was sparse on the elevated bridge spanning the river, thin mist enveloped it, a silver Maybach sped by, intercepting the black sedan ahead. Meng Shuyou watched the man get out of the car in the car, his smile not reaching his eyes. "Where to?" The voice by her ear was cold, Meng Shuyou didn't dare look into his eyes, her lips trembled, "I..." Pei Yuzhou lowered his gaze, pulled her out of the car, approaching step by step. "Who taught you to run after using me?" "You didn't think provoking me would let you escape unscathed, did you?" "Yaoyao, in this lifetime, you'll be imprisoned by my side." Little did she know, later, the one trapped was him. The place closest to the heart also bore her name.

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