Purely Accidental - Chapter 6
Chapter 6
The sugar mommy is not only appearance-obsessed, but also prone to blushing.
—This was Xu Jingshu's impression of Pei Youshan.
She might be the most thin-skinned sugar mommy among those with experience.
The meal proceeded quietly, with no sounds beyond the occasional clink of spoons and chopsticks against porcelain plates.
Their gazes rarely met, as if they were from two different worlds.
Only when the peach-colored flush on Pei Youshan's face gradually faded did everything seem to return to normal.
Pei Youshan cleared her throat, taking the initiative to break the silence: "Is the food to your liking?"
Xu Jingshu nodded calmly: "Everything Miss Yue ordered was delicious."
She wasn't picky about food, but she noticed Pei Youshan had some preferences—no cilantro, no scallions.
Just like her younger sister at home.
Only then did Pei Youshan feel relieved.
After paying the bill and leaving the restaurant, she paused under the decorative tree at the entrance.
Xu Jingshu stopped as well, feeling relaxed. She didn't need to expend any mental energy deciding where to go next—her time now belonged to her sugar mommy, Pei Youshan.
The novice sugar mommy Pei Youshan was indeed pondering their next destination.
Having spent money to keep this beautiful woman by her side, she naturally wanted her company a little longer.
She checked the time—still early.
Turning her head, she gave Xu Jingshu a once-over.
"Want to go shopping together?"
Xu Jingshu replied composedly: "My time now belongs to Miss Yue. It's up to you."
Pei Youshan made up her mind: "Then let's go shopping."
With that, she reached out and took hold of Xu Jingshu's wrist.
After two steps, she suddenly froze, realizing she was holding someone's hand. The unfamiliar sensation in her palm made her instinctively want to let go, feeling apologetic for her abruptness.
Xu Jingshu's gaze lightly swept over Pei Youshan's fair hand.
She neither spoke nor pulled away, calmly waiting for her next move.
A few seconds later, Pei Youshan not only didn't release her but tightened her grip instead.
Why apologize? She'd paid for this—she had every right to do so!
She was now Pei Youshan—the righteous, justified sugar mommy!
With this thought, she held on even more confidently, like a proud and elegant Ragdoll cat, leading the way to their car.
Walking one behind the other, the brush of her thumb against smooth skin made her acutely aware of the wrist in her grasp.
Pale and slender—so thin she could encircle it completely with her fingers.
A bit too thin.
She gave it a gentle squeeze before saying earnestly: "Xu Ge, you're too thin. You should eat more."
"Otherwise, your family will worry about you."
Xu Jingshu listened, then looked down at the hand holding hers again.
A silent smile curved her lips.
Suddenly, the hand in hers slipped away. Before Pei Youshan could react, her own wrist was lightly captured in return.
A release, then a grasp—even giving a slight weighing motion, all with perfect pressure.
Pei Youshan turned her head, her startled gaze traveling up their intertwined hands before settling on that face she adored.
Then she heard Xu Jingshu say calmly: "Miss Yue is the one who should eat properly."
"Don't be picky."
"Don't make your family worry about you."
Family...
Pei Youshan blinked, suddenly remembering her mother, Madam Pei Lanqing. A dull ache settled in her chest, as if something were stuck there—neither rising nor falling, just unbearably uncomfortable.
She smiled coldly: "My family wouldn't care about whether I'm picky or not right now."
Compared to her eating habits, what Madam Pei truly cared about was whether she could make things work with that Xu Jingshu from Blue Ocean Capital!
Even a fool could tell this was some family conflict. Though Xu Jingshu wasn't one to meddle, professional ethics as a kept woman demanded she at least acknowledge her sugar mommy's mood.
So she asked conventionally: "What's wrong?"
Pei Youshan met her eyes, lips pressed tight.
A torrent of words surged up her throat—
—What else could it be? Just my mother arranging blind dates without consulting me, trying to marry me off to some unattractive, promiscuous woman! And calling it "for my own good"!
Every syllable brimmed with resentment and unwillingness, yet they lodged stubbornly in her throat.
Reason forced her to calm down.
What's the point of saying this to an outsider?
So the rising emotions deflated instantly, receding like tidewaters.
She sighed, replying blandly: "It's nothing."
Xu Jingshu recognized her reluctance and gracefully closed the topic: "Whatever it is, it'll work out."
Pei Youshan's smile returned, her tone gentle: "I'll take your kind words."
As long as Xu Jingshu also didn't want to marry her, that would be the best outcome!
Thinking of Xu Jingshu, questions began tumbling through her mind.
Had Xu Jingshu told her parents they never met?
Did Xu Jingshu actually want to marry her?
How could she make Xu Jingshu also reject this marriage, nipping their parents' matchmaking in the bud...
Sigh...
Maybe that Xu Jingshu didn't even care about this, off somewhere enjoying herself with a new lover instead.
Leaving only Pei Youshan here with her headache and gloom.
The thought made her feel inexplicably lonely and melancholic.
Then her gaze landed on the woman before her.
A horrifying scenario suddenly struck her.
Sugar arrangements naturally involved beautiful or intriguing people.
Clearly, Xu Ge fit the bill.
So here's the question—
If Xu Jingshu, who changed lovers like changing clothes, saw Xu Ge, would she take one look and decide to claim her?
Might she even shamelessly try to steal her away???
Turning from a blind date prospect to a love rival in an instant?!
This was the stuff of horror stories!
Xu Jingshu noticed Pei Youshan's gaze growing progressively stranger—shifting from scrutiny to confusion, then to shock—leaving her utterly baffled.
Xu Jingshu: "...Miss Yue, what are you thinking about?"
Hearing her voice, Pei Youshan immediately halted her spiraling thoughts, grasping both of Xu Jingshu's hands with solemn intensity.
"Xu Ge, the outside world is dangerous. You must protect yourself, stay sharp, and don't get tricked by those who only want your beauty or body."
"Who knows what kind of perverts might be lurking among them? Once they have you, there's no telling what they might do!"
Xu Jingshu: "Oh?"
Someone who wants me for my looks... like the one right in front of me?
Pei Youshan: "..."
"Ahem, I'm the exception."
Xu Jingshu grew intrigued: "What might they do to me?"
Pei Youshan stroked her chin, choosing her words carefully: "Well, for example... having their way with you alongside their secretary, then tossing you aside once they're bored."
Xu Jingshu's elegant brows arched: "Who exactly?"
She was curious to hear who had such wild, unscrupulous tastes—maybe even someone she'd crossed paths with before?
Pei Youshan blurted: "Blue—"
She caught herself, leaving "Blue Ocean Capital's President Xu" unsaid, instead continuing: "The specific person isn't important. You should guard against this type of behavior rather than any individual. In short, remember what I've said—protect yourself."
Blue?
Xu Jingshu searched her memory but couldn't recall anyone with that surname.
Must be someone unfamiliar.
So she nodded lightly in response: "Don't worry, Miss Yue. I know my limits."
Pei Youshan nodded in satisfaction.
It wasn't that she minded the possibility of Xu Ge leaving her for Xu Jingshu—if Xu Ge believed the other woman could offer her more, Pei Youshan wouldn't object.
She simply hoped Xu Ge wouldn't blindly chase temporary gains at the cost of her wellbeing.
This was what it meant to cherish beauty and spare the delicate.
She suddenly felt like an exceptionally benevolent sugar mommy.
At least compared to that never-met President Xu.
"Let's go shopping."
......
Xu Jingshu initially assumed she'd be accompanying her sugar mommy to buy clothes. Only upon arrival did she realize the clothes were for her.
One item after another—with no signs of stopping.
The moment Pei Youshan stepped into the boutique, she couldn't resist playing a real-life dress-up game.
A beautiful person wearing beautiful clothes becomes even more beautiful.
Double the visual pleasure, double the joy for an appearance-obsessed person!
So after entering, she declined the sales assistant's help, personally leading Xu Jingshu around to browse.
One round later, she'd already picked out several new season pieces—all tailored to Xu Jingshu's measurements.
"This one's pretty too."
Pei Youshan picked up a red bodycon dress, handing it along with a selected chiffon blouse to Xu Jingshu, her eyes curving into happy crescents: "Go try these on."
Unsure if this was standard practice for all sugar arrangements, Xu Jingshu could only transform into an emotionless dressing mannequin, taking the clothes into the fitting room.
Pei Youshan watched her enter, then turned to summon the sales assistant.
The assistant recognized her as a VIP member, offering a professional smile: "President Pei, how may I assist you?"
Hearing the title, Pei Youshan instinctively glanced toward the fitting room before responding: "Yes."
"Wrap up everything she tries on."
"One more thing."
"Don't call me 'President Pei' or 'Miss Pei' in front of her."
Sales assistant: "?"
Was this some new rich people dating tactic?
Incognito romance pursuit?
She immediately understood: "Understood. Not a problem."
Pei Youshan nodded: "Go ahead."
Inside the fitting room.
Just as Xu Jingshu finished hanging the clothes, her phone vibrated in her bag.
Upon answering, a bright, lively young voice chattered through the receiver:
"Xu Jingshu, where are you?"
"When are you coming back? Soon?"
Then it broke into song:
"Come back soon, I can't bear it anymore~"
Xu Jingshu directly interrupted the performance, addressing her by full name: "Xu Jingying."
The person on the line instantly behaved: "Okay, no more singing."
Xu Jingshu's authoritative older sister tone emerged: "What do you want."
Xu Jingying said ingratiatingly: "Just wanted to talk to our esteemed President Xu, of course."
"So when are you coming back?"
Xu Jingshu glanced at the fitting room door, lazily undoing a button with one hand: "Not sure."
Xu Jingying: "Oh, that's fine. I'm staying at your place these days since I have no classes. We'll have time to talk."
"Bring me some food when you come back, okay? I want baked cheese cake. A matcha Frappuccino would make it perfect."
"Thanks in advance, come home soon, bye~"
As abrupt in ending as she'd been in calling.
Like she'd only phoned to announce her presence.
Xu Jingshu wasn't bothered.
After changing, she stepped out of the fitting room.
Hearing movement, Pei Youshan set down the fashion magazine she'd been flipping through and turned toward the source.
A vision of vibrant, blazing beauty entered her sight.
The V-neck blouse revealed smooth collarbones, while the high-waisted red bodycon skirt accentuated an impossibly slender waist.
Gorgeous without being garish, stunning yet tasteful—as if tailored exclusively for her.
Pei Youshan's admiration shone openly: "I feel like there's nothing in this world you couldn't look amazing in."
If others were "appetizing," her Xu Ge was "appetite-enhancing"—a whole tier above in beauty!
Delighted, she told the sales assistant: "We'll take this set too."
Then turned to continue browsing.
Xu Jingshu immediately approached, catching her arm: "Miss Yue, this is enough."
She didn't want to lug piles of shopping bags home.
As a considerate sugar mommy, if her kept woman said no more, then no more it was.
She swiped her card with decisive flair, fully embodying the free-spending sugar mommy persona.
After two hours of shopping, Pei Youshan hadn't bought a single thing for herself—yet remained in high spirits.
Because during those hours, she'd grown increasingly comfortable around Xu Jingshu. Basic physical contact now felt natural—marked progress worthy of her sugar mommy status.
Having shopped enough, it was time to head home.
Then Pei Youshan suddenly asked: "Xu Ge, where do you live?"
Xu Jingshu: "?"
Pei Youshan offered warmly: "Let me drive you back."
Xu Jingshu, resident of a high-end luxury apartment: "..."
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