Daily Intelligence: Forced to Save the Beautiful President at the Beginning

94: After Chapter 94, let’s go our separate ways.Pei Yunxiao took a deep breath, his knees slowly bending until he finally knelt on one knee on the cold floor.

At that moment, he felt all the surrounding gazes piercing him like needles, making him wish he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The people around them were completely stunned...

The phone in Li Na’s hand fell to the ground with a ’clack’; the screen was still on, stuck on the camera interface.

Wang Ting covered her mouth, her eyes full of disbelief as she whispered, ”Young Master Pei actually knelt? This is just too...”

Zhao Ya forgot to count the money, her fingers freezing in mid-air. She looked at Pei Yunxiao kneeling on the ground, her eyes filled with blank bewilderment.

Ruan Shu’s face turned pale, and she subconsciously took two steps back. However, a thought inexplicably popped into her mind: Could Song Zhiwei be forcing Young Master Pei like this because she’s jealous of me?

Zhang Fan stood beside Song Zhiwei, his brow slightly furrowed. He quietly nudged her arm, feeling this was a bit too much, but seeing the determination in the depths of Song Zhiwei’s eyes, he swallowed his words.

He knew that Song Zhiwei wasn’t intentionally trying to humiliate him; she was saying goodbye to her former, weak self.

Looking at Pei Yunxiao kneeling on the ground, Song Zhiwei felt no sense of triumph, only a kind of relief.

She pulled the black primary card out of her bag and handed it to Manager Liu, her tone calm. ”I’ll pay for their bill. Swipe this card.”

Manager Liu took the primary card, deftly swiped it through the POS machine, printed the receipt, and handed it back to Song Zhiwei with both hands. ”Miss Song, here is your card and the receipt. The total consumption was 870,000, and it has been settled.”

Seeing the bill settled, Pei Yunxiao acted as if he had received a pardon. He immediately stood up from the ground, brushed the dust off his knees, but could not hide the hatred for Song Zhiwei in his eyes.

Song Zhiwei took the receipt, walked up to Pei Yunxiao, and held it before his eyes. Her voice was clear: ”870,000, Pei Yunxiao. This is the last time.”

With that, she let go of her hand, and the receipt drifted to the ground like a withered leaf. The sound of the paper sliding across the floor was exceptionally piercing in the quiet hallway—as if announcing that all connections between her and Pei Yunxiao were completely severed from this moment on.

”In the past, I spent money to support you, bought you watches, and opened supplementary cards for you, thinking that since we grew up together, it was fine to look after you more.” Song Zhiwei’s voice turned cold as her gaze swept over Pei Yunxiao before deliberately looking at Ruan Shu standing to the side. ”But I didn’t expect it would inflate your ego so much that you’d dare to ride over my head—spending my money while wanting to keep another woman. Pei Yunxiao, do you think you’re worthy?”

In this life, Pei Yunxiao and Ruan Shu clearly hadn’t reached the point of being involved yet.

The moment Song Zhiwei spoke, the air went silent for half a second. Pei Yunxiao’s brow furrowed slightly as he subconsciously looked toward Ruan Shu, only to meet her equally bewildered gaze.

The moment their eyes met, both were filled with ’confusion,’ clearly not understanding the reason for her words.

The people around them immediately caught the key point, casting strange looks one after another, their eyes full of inquiry and gossip: Could it be that Young Master Pei and Ruan Shu have been having a secret affair for a long time? It just hasn’t been made public?

As soon as Song Zhiwei finished speaking, her heart skipped a beat. She belatedly realized she had made a blunder—that was something from her previous life. How did she blurt it out in the heat of the moment?

But now wasn’t the time to dwell on that! She clenched her fingers, her tone carrying a bit of urgent emphasis: ”Uh... that’s not the point! Shouldn’t your attention be on the fact that Pei Yunxiao is a fake young master? You should be questioning him for deceiving everyone with a fake identity all these years! That’s what’s right!”

No one responded to her, but the atmosphere in the room quietly shifted.

Ruan Shu lowered her eyelashes, her fingertips curling slightly. A faint, fragmented sense of sweetness unexpectedly spread through her heart—being ’certainly’ tied together with Pei Yunxiao by someone, even if it was a misunderstanding, felt indescribably subtle.

Meanwhile, looking at Song Zhiwei’s slightly flustered appearance, a thought suddenly popped into Pei Yunxiao’s head: Could she have misunderstood? Thinking that he and Ruan Shu really have a relationship, which is why she was so quick to say those things... maybe even a little jealous?

The moment this thought appeared, even he was stunned. When he looked at Song Zhiwei again, his eyes held a bit more of an indescribable scrutiny. Pei Yunxiao’s mental calculator had already begun to run; Song Zhiwei’s words just now must be a misunderstanding!

If she didn’t care about him, why would she specifically mention ”keeping another woman”?

She must have seen Ruan Shu getting close to him and gotten jealous!

This means she still has him in her heart, and forcing him to kneel just now was also because she was acting out of anger!

Thinking this way, the hatred in Pei Yunxiao’s eyes faded a bit, replaced by a hint of barely perceptible secret joy. He tentatively spoke up: ”Weiwei, you’ve really misunderstood. Ruan Shu and I are just ordinary classmates, nothing else...”

”Who’s talking about that with you?” Song Zhiwei interrupted before he could finish, her tone full of impatience. ”I already said just now, this 870,000 is the last time. If you ever dare to use my name to act like a big shot again, or pull any little tricks with Ruan Shu, don’t blame me for being unkind.”

Hearing this, Ruan Shu felt even sweeter inside.

Song Zhiwei even mentioned ”pulling little tricks with me.” Isn’t this clearly treating me as a love rival?

She stole a glance at Pei Yunxiao. Seeing that he didn’t refute it, she felt even more that there was a chance for their relationship. The corners of her mouth were almost grinning from ear to ear.

Zhang Fan stood to the side, taking all of this in. He leaned into Song Zhiwei’s ear and whispered a complaint: ”Are these two a bit into self-delusion? You’ve made things so clear, yet they can still get the wrong idea.”

Song Zhiwei rolled her eyes helplessly and whispered back: ”Who knew they were so good at imagining things... The point is Pei Yunxiao’s identity as a fake young master. Why has it all skewed toward a relationship dispute?”

But it was fine. This way, at least no one would press her about the ”keeping a woman” matter, saving her from exposing the secret of her rebirth.

Song Zhiwei composed herself, picked up the receipt from the floor, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the nearby trash can. Her voice was clear: ”From now on, I am taking back everything I gave you... I will have Manager Liu cancel the supplementary card here, and you’d better return the things I bought for you as soon as possible. From now on, we go our separate ways and have no further relationship.”

Pei Yunxiao wanted to say something more, but he was shut down by Song Zhiwei’s cold gaze.

He watched the backs of Song Zhiwei and Zhang Fan as they turned to leave, feeling both joyful and annoyed.

He was joyful because Song Zhiwei seemed to still care about him, but annoyed because her attitude was so firm; it would be difficult to get her to spend money on him again in the future.

Ruan Shu hurried forward and asked cautiously, ”Young Master Pei, did Song Zhiwei... really misunderstand?”

Pei Yunxiao glanced at her without speaking, but he was calculating in his heart: Perhaps in the future, he could use Song Zhiwei’s ”jealousy” to get her to help him a few more times? As for Ruan Shu... she might even serve as a tool to ”provoke Song Zhiwei.”

Seeing that there was no more drama to watch, the people around them also dispersed.

Li Na and Wang Ting gossiped as they walked, Zhao Ya was still obsessing over how much 10 million actually was, and Ruan Shu followed behind Pei Yunxiao, her heart full of longing for the future.

Only Manager Liu stood in place, looking at the receipt in the trash can and shaking his head. The farce of these young people was truly more exciting than a television drama.