The Amnesiac Drama Queen Is Crashing the Live Stream - Chapter 21.2

It wasn’t until Pei Luoqing spoke again that the stalemate was broken: “I’ve contacted the family doctor. He’ll be here soon to check on you.”

If she hadn’t spoken, Xia Xingtang felt she could have endured her grievances a little longer. But the moment Pei Luoqing opened her mouth, she couldn’t hold back anymore. “Weren’t you refusing to talk to me?” Her tone was much weaker than before, the end of her sentence unintentionally drawn out softly. It was unbearably sour and stifling.

Pei Luoqing paused for a moment before speaking slowly, “Isn’t it just that…?” Xia Xingtang looked up and saw Pei Luoqing sigh. “I couldn’t help it?”

Xia Xingtang’s ears grew warm. Pretending it was nothing, she let down the strands of hair she had tucked behind her ears, quietly covering them.

Pei Luoqing spoke again, slowly: “I wanted to let Second Young Miss experience firsthand how it feels to be ignored, but I couldn’t bear to make you too upset.”

Xia Xingtang bit her lower lip and said nothing. She couldn’t help but wonder how many people Pei Luoqing had practiced such smooth talk on. Lost in thought, she muttered the words aloud without realizing it.

“No one else,” Pei Luoqing chuckled softly. “Just you.”

“Really?” Xia Xingtang didn’t believe it at all.

Pei Luoqing spoke unhurriedly, “You’ve seen the news, so you know how busy I’ve been over the past three years. As for your life before you lost your memory, you should be able to piece it together from your own social media.”

At this, Xia Xingtang suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

“As for those social gatherings, I often couldn’t avoid them. The people there were deliberately brought by business associates, and since I was the one accompanying them, I naturally became their target.”

Pei Luoqing sighed softly. “Forget those occasions, you didn’t even attend business banquets or drinking parties with me.”

Pei Luoqing spoke calmly, but Xia Xingtang’s heart ached, and she suddenly felt remorse for her 23-year-old self, who had traveled the world and rarely returned home.

The proud little peacock smoothed her hair, lifted her chin, and said with feigned arrogance, “Well then, this young lady will be gracious. From now on, I’ll accompany you to all such events. How about that?”

Pei Luoqing was taken aback and didn’t respond.

Xia Xingtang raised an eyebrow, striking a pose. “You don’t have to thank me too much. I’m just bored and somewhat interested in joining you…”

“No.” Pei Luoqing’s resolute reply stunned Xia Xingtang.

The dignified CEO unfastened a button on her shirt and spoke calmly, “You take too long to get ready every time we go out. Waiting for you is more trouble than going alone.”

After a moment’s thought, she added, “Besides, taking you out means I have to make sure you eat, shield you from drinks, and find you a place to sit if you stand for too long.”

She didn’t finish her sentence, but Xia Xingtang had already grasped her meaning. In short, she was being looked down upon.

Xia Xingtang was stunned for several seconds before she confirmed she hadn’t misheard. So, Pei Luoqing was looking down on her?!

As the Second Young Miss of the Xia family, she had wealth, beauty, and was always the center of attention wherever she went. How could she be treated with such disdain by Pei Luoqing? Others had to make appointments just to invite her, yet Pei Luoqing dared to look down on her?

“Then you can just go alo…” Xia Xingtang began to retort, but halfway through, she saw Pei Luoqing walk over. The faintly visible collarbone at her open collar added an air of restrained allure.

With a helpless smile: “But… who made us get married? If I were to bring a partner, it would have to be you.”

Xia Xingtang dodged to the right: “Don’t explain, you’re just looking down on me.”

Pei Luoqing chuckled softly, then suddenly crouched down: “Then, may I humbly and gratefully invite Miss Xia Xingtang to accompany me to the banquet next time?”

Xia Xingtang suppressed the urge to smile, staying silent for a moment before nodding with an air of condescension: “Well, I suppose I can reluctantly agree.”

“But I have one condition,” Pei Luoqing suddenly interjected.

Xia Xingtang frowned, thinking to herself, Why is this person acting so high and mighty now?

“Let the past three years be in the past. We still have many more years ahead to start over. But we are legally married,” Pei Luoqing said with a hint of helplessness. “In your heart, I can’t always be an outsider, can I?”

“Out… outsider?”

Xia Xingtang mulled over these words repeatedly, still feeling somewhat puzzled.

When had she ever treated Pei Luoqing as an outsider?

If she considered Pei Luoqing an outsider, would she even care about the people around her? Would she bother talking to her here? Would she… have shared that kiss underwater?

“At your age, it’s normal to enjoy going out and having fun with whomever you like. I’m not that petty, but we should still maintain a basic level of honesty with each other.” Pei Luoqing leaned over, half her body crossing the invisible boundary of the bed, blocking the light above as she tilted toward Xia Xingtang.

“Tell me, do you really not like older people?”

“I…”

The posture itself carried a certain pressure. In the quiet space, Xia Xingtang seemed to catch a whiff of that crisp, cool fragrance again, and the distance between them suddenly felt intimate once more.

It wasn’t until Pei Luoqing’s silky hair, cascading over her chest, brushed against Xia Xingtang’s face that she snapped back to reality. Startled, she recoiled like a frightened little animal.

Just as she was about to push Pei Luoqing away, the other woman merely glanced down at her own foot, checking that the wound hadn’t started bleeding again, then maintained a polite distance.

Pei Luoqing completed these actions smoothly, then looked at Xia Xingtang’s alarmed, defensive expression and blinked in surprise.

Only then did she speak meaningfully: “What are you so nervous about?”

Xia Xingtang finally realized that Pei Luoqing had only intended to check her injury. She had thought, she had thought…

Her hidden thoughts exposed, Xia Xingtang’s heartbeat raced chaotically, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, puffing up in agitation. “Who’s nervous?!”

Pei Luoqing’s fingertip gently rested on Xia Xingtang’s lips, pressing lightly as she asked leisurely, “Just now, you didn’t think I was going to kiss you, did you?”

Her tone was inexplicably provoking, turning what could have been an intimate gesture into something utterly awkward.

With a blank expression, Xia Xingtang slapped Pei Luoqing’s hand away with a crisp “smack.”

As if that weren’t enough, Pei Luoqing chuckled softly again and added, “Wishful thinking.”

Xia Xingtang: …

Xia Xingtang took a deep breath, desperately reminding herself that domestic violence is illegal and murder is a crime, just to barely keep her composure.

Then, ignoring Pei Luoqing, she turned her attention back to the tablet.

Pei Luoqing glanced over, her gaze falling on the open WeChat page. “No need to boast about this on your Moments.”

Xia Xingtang felt not only a headache coming on but also as if all the blood in her body were flowing backward. She was so furious she nearly passed out.

She retorted, “Then do you know that Moments also has a ‘like’ function?”

Over the past couple of days, she had posted quite a few nine-grid photos on her Moments, specifically set to be visible only to Pei Luoqing. Did she post on Moments to document her glorious life or something?

Since Pei Luoqing had brought up her Moments, it was clear she knew how frequently Xia Xingtang had been posting.

If she had seen her posts, couldn’t she have at least given them a like?

But just as she finished saying this, Pei Luoqing suddenly turned and walked toward the sofa.

A bad feeling crept into Xia Xingtang’s heart. Sure enough, the next second, her Moments lit up with over a dozen red notifications.

Xia Xingtang: Could it be that this old fossil had gone and liked every single one of her recent posts?

With an expressionless face, Xia Xingtang tapped on the red dot and, without any surprise, discovered that Pei Luoqing had liked every post she’d made in the past month.

Teachable indeed, boring and childish.

Calmly, Xia Xingtang switched to the chat page and opened Yu Feifei’s message box. “You just reminded me, I should send Yu Feifei a message.”

Pei Luoqing: “What message?”

Xia Xingtang suddenly flashed an innocent, radiant smile and said cheerfully, “Naturally, to tell her that I’ll be bringing my mom along later, so she shouldn’t go too wild.”

Pei Luoqing: …

Pei Luoqing let out a soft laugh, though the smile didn’t reach her eyes. “So, you don’t like older people anymore?”

The question, which had been dodged earlier, was brought up again.

It wasn’t that Xia Xingtang disliked older people, to be precise, she only liked those who were good-looking.

At twenty-three, she was quite certain that if she were to agree to an arranged marriage, it would have to be with someone as good-looking as Pei Luoqing.

But given Pei Luoqing’s recent behavior, she wasn’t about to let her feel too pleased with herself.

“After all, younger people have more stamina,” she said, then brought up the past again. “And younger people aren’t so full of tricks, they wouldn’t swindle me out of a month’s allowance.”

“Is that so?” Pei Luoqing seemed a bit struck by this and lowered her gaze.

A smile tugged at Xia Xingtang’s lips. Just as she was about to take the opportunity to generously offer some comfort, Pei Luoqing spoke again: “But I think younger people can be quite deceptive too.”

Xia Xingtang grew wary. “What have I ever deceived you about?”

Pei Luoqing sighed, her tone tinged with reproach. “At the hospital, someone asked me if I wanted to start dating again. I thought I performed quite well, but it seems she doesn’t want me anymore.”

The memory of that night in the hospital, sharing a bed and lying awake until dawn, flooded back to Xia Xingtang. She hadn’t expected Pei Luoqing to still remember that promise.

For a moment, she felt flustered and uncertain.

“I… I…” she stammered a few times before steadying her voice. “Well, I did say you’d have to perform well. But where did you get the confidence to think you did? Was it because you have money but still asked me for an allowance? Or because you chatted with your little lover right in front of everyone?”

Listening to Xia Xingtang’s exasperated tone, Pei Luoqing didn’t bother addressing the points she had already explained. Instead, she lowered her gaze to Xia Xingtang’s lips, a faint smile playing on her face. Deliberately ignoring the rescue underwater, she drawled lazily:

“But just now underwater, you seemed quite satisfied with my performance, didn’t you?”