Favoring a Hidden Mistress? Engagement Broken-Chapter 60 - 58:

Do you feel disrespected?

After all, although she’s not young anymore, this is indeed her first marriage.

Thinking of this, Xie Wanqing felt a little guilty and explained, "I just want to marry you quickly to avoid any mishaps along the way."

I just want to marry you quickly...

Knowing full well that her words didn’t mean what he wanted to hear, Pei Yuqing’s heart still burned intensely.

His eyelashes trembled briefly, and he spoke quickly and urgently, "As long as you don’t back out, there won’t be any mishaps."

You can’t say for sure.

If Lu Ziyuan comes back, how could he possibly stand by and watch her marry someone else without taking action?

Xie Wanqing was silent for a while, reached out to tug at his sleeve, and whispered, "Let’s talk for a while."

Pei Yuqing hummed in agreement, then took her hand, leading her to sit on a rock. He squatted down, looking her in the eye, and smiled gently, "Go ahead."

"...You should sit," Xie Wanqing patted the empty spot beside her, "Sit down, right next to me."

Aside from the occasional chirping of summer bugs, the night by the lake was incredibly quiet.

The rock was not large, and they sat very close. Seeing his upright posture, Xie Wanqing chuckled, her gaze falling on the sachet at his waist, and curiously tilted her head, "What about the one I gave you? Have you worn it?"

Pei Yuqing replied softly, "Never."

He didn’t explain why he hadn’t worn it, and Xie Wanqing didn’t press further.

She looked at his long, slender hands resting on his knee, raised her brow with amusement, "We’re practically promised to each other for life now. There’s no need for such formality when sitting together, is there?"

"...Hmm." Pei Yuqing, slightly flustered by her teasing, still reached out and cautiously held her hand.

Xie Wanqing was not content to let him hold her hand quietly. She indeed liked teasing him; the more embarrassed he became, the more she wanted to tease him.

As their hands intertwined, her fingers slipped between his, interlocking completely.

Their palms were pressed together; it was her first time being this intimate with someone, even closer than she had ever been with her closest female friends, yet she felt no discomfort.

She thought she must like him too. At least she was willing to be close to him and particularly enjoyed seeing him flustered and speechless.

With these thoughts, Xie Wanqing gently tightened her grip and quietly asked, "Before me, have you ever held hands like this with other girls?"

Pei Yuqing hesitated for a moment and said, "No."

"Really no?" Xie Wanqing’s lips curved as she moved closer, staring at his handsome face, "You’re so good-looking, haven’t those maids serving around you ever had thoughts?"

Pei Yuqing, being clever, almost instantly understood what she was hinting at.

He slightly turned his head to look at her, with a smile in his eyes, "No maids, and no one’s had thoughts about me."

As their gazes met, they could see each other’s eye color clearly in the bright moonlight.

Xie Wanqing’s heart stirred, marveling at how beautiful he looked under the moon, even his straight brow looked exceptionally attractive.

Thinking that she had already kissed him, and even insisted on him marrying her multiple times, any sense of reservation was long gone. She simply raised her free left hand and affectionately touched his straight nose...

"Wanwan," Pei Yuqing tugged her hand down, with a dry voice, "Meeting at night like this isn’t proper..."

His voice stopped suddenly as he lowered his eyes, his gaze becoming obscure as he looked at her.

Xie Wanqing had already sat upright, pursed her lips, and smiled sweetly, "Why are you looking at me like that? I kissed you so slowly; if you didn’t want it, you could have dodged."

Truly saying one thing but meaning another, just pretending.

Pei Yuqing’s face showed a bit of annoyance at having his thoughts exposed, but more than that, he was embarrassed.

Xie Wanqing didn’t plan to stop teasing him. She continued, "Don’t talk to me about rules and etiquette. If I cared about them, I wouldn’t have insisted on breaking off my engagement with Lu Ziyuan so close to the wedding date. I wouldn’t have gone alone to Yuxuan Tea House to meet you, and I certainly wouldn’t be sitting by this lake now, asking if you want to marry me."

"...Besides," she stopped, elbowing him as her smile grew, "You clearly like it too."

Her eyes were full of mischief, looking so spoiled. Pei Yuqing was seldom teased like this. He stared at her for a long time before finally turning his face away.

Xie Wanqing had gained some understanding of his temperament by now. This man was truly different from Lu Ziyuan.

Lu Ziyuan was cold and arrogant, domineering and authoritarian. No matter what happens, it can only be decided by his will. It’s him who’s indifferent and merciless, him who sneaks into her room at night, him who kidnaps her to the artificial hill to kiss her. He never considers her feelings, her thoughts.

Pei Yuqing, on the other hand, was gentle and harmless, with a temperament so good that you could tease and bully him as much as you wanted. Once pushed to the brink, he’d simply look at you with a heavy gaze. Even rabbits bite people, but he seemed incapable of that.

With these thoughts, she couldn’t help herself and pursued, "Do you like it?"

Pei Yuqing: "..."

Xie Wanqing laughed softly, "Don’t be embarrassed. Hearing you say something sweet is like asking for your life."

"...Sit properly." Pei Yuqing tightened his grip on her hand, and once she stopped leaning in, he said softly, "What kind of words do you want to hear?"

Xie Wanqing was initially taken aback by his question, then couldn’t help but laugh. Since dreaming of her future, it was the first time she laughed so heartily.

Exactly, this man was dignified, cultured, and sophisticated, having grown up without even holding a girl’s hand; how could anyone expect him to sweet-talk someone?

She laughed and said, "I won’t make it difficult for you. As long as you don’t say one thing and mean another, that’s fine."

Without waiting for him to respond, she asked again, "Do you like me kissing you?"

"...Wanwan," Pei Yuqing’s expression was a mix of embarrassment and helplessness, but Xie Wanqing didn’t rush him, patiently waiting.

They waited for quite a while before she finally heard his voice.

His voice trembled slightly as he said, "I like it."

Xie Wanqing kept her gaze on him, seeing his awkward and conflicted appearance, so much like a virtuous young man being cornered, it amused her greatly, making her almost reluctant to tease him further.

But she still asked, "Will you keep bringing up rules and etiquette in the future to point me out?"

Pei Yuqing raised his eyes with a slightly serious expression, "If you don’t like hearing it, I won’t mention it."

"That’s how it should be," Xie Wanqing was quite pleased with his quick understanding, and she smiled, tightening their intertwined hands. "Brother nags me enough already; if you also love talking about rules and etiquette, what’s the point of marrying you."

To marry someone like her brother...

Xie Wanqing shuddered with seriousness, "My brother is what I fear most, you don’t want me to see you and be scared, do you?"

"I won’t say it," Pei Yuqing looked at her with a bit of helplessness, "but Wanwan, you can’t be too playful."

They were not yet formally engaged, meeting at night already broke the norms, yet she continued to kiss him repeatedly...

With these thoughts, his gaze slowly lowered to her lips.

They were close enough that they could hear each other’s breathing when silent. Now, with the girl’s makeup and hair undone, her lips bore none of the bright lipstick from the day, yet they still appeared alluring under the moonlight.

Like roses in a spring field, beautiful and captivating.

He swallowed hard and hurriedly diverted his gaze.

Seeing this, Xie Wanqing raised her brow lightly, "What are you thinking about?"

Appearing shy and unable to face her.

Pei Yuqing didn’t respond to her, thankful it was night so she couldn’t see his flushed face.

Xie Wanqing’s lips curled slightly, a sweet feeling rising in her heart.

She increasingly felt that marrying him would be a good choice.

After all, being with him made her truly happy and comfortable.

"Brother Changqing, do you want to kiss me back?" Her tone was gentle, "You can, I’ll let you kiss me back."