The next day, Pei Kexin busied herself at the company until eleven in the morning.
After touching up her makeup and checking her appearance, she picked up the supplements Gu Wei had bought and was about to head downstairs when her phone rang.
It was an unknown local number. She guessed who it was and answered, "Hello."
It was indeed him.
A young, pleasant male voice came from the other end, "It's me, Jiang Jingchen."
"Where are you?"
Zhan Jingchen didn't answer. "Where can I find you?"
Pei Kexin, carrying the items, gracefully walked out of the office, speaking as she went.
"Send me your location. Don't move, I'll come pick you up."
The call ended, and soon, a friend request appeared on WeChat.
She accepted it, received a location, and headed to the parking lot.
After a twenty-minute drive, she saw a tall man in a Meituan delivery uniform standing by the roadside from afar.
It was similar to yesterday: a delivery uniform on top, dark straight-leg jeans on the bottom, paired with white sneakers.
Pei Kexin rolled down her car window and honked at him. Zhan Jingchen walked over.
It was around the May Day holiday, and the temperature had warmed up. Nancheng had already entered the season where one could wear dresses.
To match her new marriage status, Pei Kexin had specially chosen a cherry red V-neck maxi dress today, exuding elegance and grace.
She hadn't expected him to still be in his delivery attire.
Fortunately, Zhan Jingchen was young, good-looking, and had a great figure.
The somewhat rustic jacket was worn by him with a youthful, fashionable air, like a windbreaker, preventing Pei Kexin from feeling embarrassed.
Upon reaching the car, he directly reached for the passenger door. Pei Kexin stopped him, "Wait."
Zhan Jingchen stood still, looking down, "What's wrong?"
"Your credentials?"
He patted his pockets, "Got them."
Pei Kexin glanced at his neck and raised an eyebrow.
"Are you wearing a shirt underneath today? Or is it still a fake collar?"
Zhan Jingchen asked, "Do you want me to take it off on the street for you to see?"
That wasn't necessary.
Pei Kexin asked, "Do you know how to drive?"
"Isn't that basic proficiency for a delivery person?"
Pei Kexin didn't say anything further. She opened the car door, got out, walked up to him, and gently touched his wrinkled jacket with her slender fingers.
"You drive. We're going to Guomao. I'll buy you a set of new clothes."
The driving of a delivery guy was indeed impressive.
The steering wheel was handled by him with practiced ease. He was familiar with the roads, and the entire journey was smooth.
Pei Kexin leaned back in the passenger seat, silent throughout, but she took in his every skillful move.
She felt a bit proud of her judgment.
This man, regardless of his physique, looks, personality, or way of handling things, was exactly her type.
Finding him in such a hurry felt like a stroke of luck.
As the car stopped, before they unbuckled their seatbelts to get out, Pei Kexin instructed him.
"Take off your jacket and leave it in the car."
She was embarrassed by his attire.
Indeed, coming to Guomao dressed like that was not presentable. Zhan Jingchen didn't object.
He cooperated fully, took off his jacket, and even spread his hands, asking her, "Anything else you need me to do?"
Pei Kexin glanced at his chest, now clad only in a shirt.
Perhaps due to years of labor, his muscle definition was prominent; it was good.
"No," she said, raising her eyebrows in satisfaction. "Let's go."
They got out of the car one after another. Zhan Jingchen waited for her to walk over.
She was so fair.
Yesterday, under the light, her face had seemed like a peeled egg.
Today, it seemed even more like the petals of a half-opened peach blossom.
Fair with a hint of rosy red, rosy red with a hint of tenderness. Her skin was so good it was pleasing to the eye.
Moreover, she had a great figure, long legs, a slender waist, and graceful curves. Combined with her proud and aloof demeanor, she looked like a queen on a procession.
Forget that she was his "wife" now; even if she were a stranger, Zhan Jingchen couldn't help but want to look at her more.
He offered his arm and took a step forward solicitously, "Be careful."
The parking lot floor was as flat as a mirror, neither slippery nor uneven. Offering his arm at this moment was overly attentive.
Pei Kexin glanced at him but didn't respond, walking ahead on her own.
"Have you thought about what you'll say when you meet my family?"
His solicitous gesture met with emptiness. Zhan Jingchen gave a self-deprecating smile and followed her, hands in his pockets.
"Plans can't keep up with changes. We'll improvise. As long as you don't say too much, we shouldn't be exposed."
Pei Kexin's footsteps didn't falter, her exquisite back of the head facing him.
"I want a hundred percent certainty, not 'should' or 'probably.' I hope you have some precision in your actions and don't disappoint me."
Zhan Jingchen looked at her beautiful hair, "I definitely won't disappoint you."
Buying clothes for someone with a good figure and looks was a pleasure.
She didn't even need to switch stores; she bought piece by piece, and each one looked great.
Watching him try on outfit after outfit, each one fitting him perfectly, Pei Kexin felt her mood brighten with appreciation for her own taste.
Thinking about needing a few more outfits for future family visits, Pei Kexin bought several sets of clothes.
While the sales associate packed the clothes, she stood with her arms crossed, admiring Zhan Jingchen's back.
Both of them were framed in the mirror. From a certain angle, they looked like they stood shoulder to shoulder, their figures and looks quite compatible.
Zhan Jingchen changed into a black suit and black leather shoes, his entire demeanor becoming more mature and reserved, possessing a bit of the charm of a young talent.
As he adjusted his cuffs, he spoke to Pei Kexin through the mirror.
"Buying so much for me at once, will the cost be deducted from my salary?"
Pei Kexin maintained her queenly demeanor, "Is that stipulated in the contract?"
"No."
"Then stop worrying."
Zhan Jingchen couldn't help but laugh. He turned to her and teased, "Miss Pei..."
Pei Kexin looked at him commandingly, "I advise you to change that title as soon as possible, or if we get exposed later, the contract will be voided in minutes."
Hmph, a mere two hundred thousand, and he's already acting like a big shot.
Zhan Jingchen felt a little wronged.
He raised his eyebrows and retorted playfully, "How should I change it? What do you want me to call you? Baby?"
"..."
"You're so beautiful and cute when you smile, why do you always have to talk with a poker face?"
"..."
"My baby is a pampered little girl who cries when she wants to cry and laughs when she wants to laugh. We've been dating for so many years, and we're even married. Shouldn't you be a little demure in front of me?"
Pei Kexin, "?!"
He took two steps back, reached out to pinch her face, grabbed her apple cheeks, and gently pulled them to the sides, forcibly pulling a smile onto her face.
"Yes, just like this, showing your teeth... See, how charming you look when you smile..."
Pei Kexin's face turned green.
Just as she was about to fly into a rage and scold him for getting carried away, the sales associate came over with a smile.
"Sir, your clothes are all packed."
Pei Kexin swore to the heavens.
If it weren't for being in a public place, and if she didn't value her reputation so much,
she'd dare to say this guy was dead today, believe it or not!
Several bags were handed to Zhan Jingchen. Before leaving the store, he shamelessly offered his elbow to Pei Kexin again.
Several store clerks stood on either side of the doorway, looking at the two of them with expressions that suggested they were a couple.