103 Asking Her to Write a Letter of Guarantee
“Okay.” Lin Jiao took two sips of juice.
She grabbed his tie and looked up at him. “Uncle, can you help me move my things over tomorrow?”
“I can’t.”
“Why?”
Pei Zhi looked away. “I told you before that we can only live together before marriage.”
“Then I’ll sleep in the guestroom? How about that?”
“Jiaojiao, it’s not about where you sleep.” He held her hand tightly. “Let’s talk about it in the future, okay?”
Lin Jiao really did not understand. “I just want to spend more time with you. Is it that difficult?”
“It’s not difficult. I’ll be with you every day.”
“Other than weekends and weekdays, you can only spend less than four hours with me a day. That includes dinner and the journey to and from the company. For the rest of the time, we can’t see each other at all.”
Pei Zhi knew that arguing with her wasn’t gonna get them anywhere.
He leaned over and kissed her cheek, trying to calm her down. “I promise I’ll spend more time with you from today onwards. I’ll agree to anything you want to do. Is that okay?”
Lin Jiao almost lost her composure when she met those gentle eyes.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again and again. Her voice was extremely soft. “Then let me move in.”
This time, it was Pei Zhi’s turn to compromise.
While he still had a trace of rationality, he tilted his head to avoid her kissing. “Jiaojiao, give me time to think about it.”
“How long do you have to think about it?”
“Half… five months.”
Lin Jiao broke free from his grip and walked to the coffee table in her slippers, preparing to resort to Plan B.
Seeing that she was walking towards the entrance with her bag in hand, Pei Zhi quickly stopped her. “Where are you going?”
“Find someone else.”
“Who is the someone else?”
“Someone who’s willing to live together with me.” Before Lin Jiao could touch the door handle, he carried her back to the living room.
Pei Zhi held her hands and locked them behind the back of her head.
His eyes were unfathomable and his voice sounded like it was forced out of his throat. “Say that again?”
“I said I’ll find—”
A strong kiss landed on her lips before she could finish. Lin Jiao, who was held in place, couldn’t move.
She narrowed her eyes and subconsciously held his hand.
When Pei Zhi’s anger was appeased, the woman in his arms had a pink blush on her face and looked extremely pitiful.
He asked in a hoarse voice, “Are you still going to do that?”
“No… I won’t find anyone else.”
“Write me a letter of guarantee.”
Lin Jiao thought that she had heard wrongly.
When he placed the pen and paper in front of her, she was sure he was not joking. “How do I write this?”
Pei Zhi decided to solve all the problems at once. “First, write that you will not find anyone else.”
Lin Jiao picked up the pen and wrote, “I promise not to find another man other than Pei Zhi.”
She looked up. “What about the second one?”
“Promise to go back home on Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday every week.”
“Can I live with you on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday then?”
“Only Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.” Under her excited gaze, Pei Zhi smiled. “As for Sunday, it depends.”
Lin Jiao was afraid that he would suddenly go back on his word, so she quickly wrote the second condition.
She shifted her seat. “And then?”
“Promise me you’ll only kiss me once before going to bed.”
“I object.”
“Your objection is invalid.” Pei Zhi did not want to go too far before she recovered.
After urging Lin Jiao to finish writing, he pinched her chin and gave her a kiss as a reward. “It’s time to press your fingerprint.”
“Do you have an ink pad?”
“I think so.”
Lin Jiao waited for him to come back with the ink pad and pressed her thumbprint on the signature without hesitation.
She took the tissue from him and wiped the red mark on her finger. “Do you want to take a look?”
Pei Zhi read from beginning to end. As if he had thought of something, he put the letter back down.
He said gently, “Add one more.”
“Add what?”
“I promise to be responsible for Pei Zhi.”
“Do I need to promise that?” She was not someone who would abandon someone she loved.
“You do.”
Lin Jiao listened to him.
She added the fourth one and drew a little heart at the end. She looked up and asked him, “Do you keep it?”
“Yes.” Pei Zhi locked the letter in the safe in the study and found time to frame it.
He carried Lin Jiao to the sofa. When he picked up the remote control, he glanced at the bag on the coffee table. “How many clothes did you bring?”
“Two.”
“Dreeses?”
“No.” Lin Jiao leaned over to pick up the bag and opened it for him. “I only have a change of underwear.”
Pei Zhi retracted his gaze.
He shook off the image that appeared in his mind and refused to be controlled by desire. “Can you still wear it after leaving it there for so long?”
“Yes.” Lin Jiao leaned on his chest. “Aunt Fang disinfected it for me when I left.”
“How?”
“There’s a machine that specializes in disinfection.”
Pei Zhi found the machine she was talking about online and placed an order on the one with the best performance.
Afraid that he might not be fully prepared, he handed the phone to her and let her choose the necessities.
“Done.” Lin Jiao was very fast. In less than twenty minutes, she even bought a pair of couple’s pajamas.
She tightened the blanket around their waists. “I want to watch a costume drama.”
“Didn’t you say you’d never watch that again?”
“When did I say that?”
“Last time.” Seeing that she really did not remember, Pei Zhi did not deliberately help her retrieve that memory.
He turned on the screen. “Which one do you want to watch?”