Pei Yansi furrowed his brows upon hearing this, as he had just visited Chen Lingmeng yesterday. Why did they want him to go to the hospital again today?
His displeasure was evident on his face, and the coldness in his eyes grew sharper. Shen Heyu just watched, feeling a chill in her heart—yet even more prominent were her dissatisfaction and disappointment.
She knew that being by Pei Yansi’s side meant never finding peace. There were always different women throwing themselves at him, and she, inevitably, was always the one being pushed aside.
It had been six years ago, and it was still the same now.
Shen Heyu sighed inwardly. Her expression remained unchanged, and she spoke in an indifferent tone, "You go, I can get back by myself."
Pei Yansi looked down and saw a trace of sadness and helplessness in Shen Heyu’s eyes.
His heart ached as if pricked by a thousand silver needles. Yet following that pain, a certain indescribable joy arose. Could this mean that Shen Heyu cared about him too?
He couldn’t verify whether her thoughts about him were the same as what he imagined. Instinctively, he didn’t want Shen Heyu to be sad because of him.
He reached out, smoothed her wind-tousled hair, and said gently, "I won’t go. I’ll accompany you home. Our daughter is still waiting for us at home."
Yuexue was about to start school soon, and they had promised her that they would both accompany her to school when it started.
Pei Yansi grabbed her hand, ready to get into the car.
The call had already been disconnected.
However, just as they were getting into the car, the phone rang again. This time, it wasn’t Zhao Jin, but Grandpa Chen.
Pei Yansi looked at the name flashing on the screen, irritation clear in his eyes, and an undisguised fierceness gradually surfaced on his handsome face.
Shen Heyu just glanced and knew what it represented. She said, "Answer it. Constantly avoiding isn’t going to solve anything. Chen Lingmeng will always be there, and Grandpa Chen will always want you to go to the hospital."
"Avoiding won’t solve any issues."
Pei Yansi remained silent, just quietly looking into her eyes, trying to discern the truth—did she genuinely want him to answer the phone and go to the hospital, or was she simply saying this out of jealousy?
After watching her for a long time, he could not detect anything unusual and finally gave up. By then, the call had already disconnected automatically.
He told the driver, "Go to Pei Mansion."
The driver nodded and started the car without hesitation. Meanwhile, Pei Yansi watched his phone go black; no more calls came.
He couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief—not only because he had a respite from the constant pestering but also because no further calls meant no need to explain anything else to Shen Heyu.
Now, he worried about how Shen Heyu saw him.
He feared that persistent harassment from the Chen family would lead to misunderstandings, making her feel even less secure, and driving her further away from him.
That was not what Pei Yansi wanted.
He pulled Shen Heyu’s hand into his and enveloped it completely, a gesture he had made many times before. Yet it seemed to have become an unspoken agreement between them.
Shen Heyu let him hold her hand, not resisting. In fact, she knew full well she could not resist him.
As the car moved forward, Shen Heyu didn’t hear the phone ring again, and her feelings were indescribable.
She hoped the phone would not ring again, yet, at the same time, she hoped it would.
No matter which it was, none could prove that she truly didn’t care about Pei Yansi, that she wasn’t concerned at all.
Even Shen Heyu found herself loathsome; after all these years, the love that should have been was long past, and the hate that should have been felt had already been felt. The wounds inflicted were etched in her heart, impossible to forget.
But why could she still not control herself, harboring unusual expectations toward Pei Yansi?
Eventually, the car reached the Pei Mansion, and Shen Heyu’s thoughts began to retract.
She had thought that if the phone calls had ceased, this Chapter would end, but the moment they got out of the car, to their surprise, they saw two more luxury cars in the garage.
Shen Heyu had been to the Chen Family’s home and recognized that the cars belonged to Grandpa Chen and Chen Wenzhou.
Pei Yansi saw it too, and both were momentarily stunned, understanding without need for words that they had come in person.
How much must they pamper Chen Lingmeng to come personally over this matter?
Shen Heyu couldn’t bear to think about it, yet she couldn’t help feeling envious that Chen Lingmeng had people who cherished her so deeply.
Pei Yansi seemed to notice the change in Shen Heyu’s emotions, extending his hand to gently touch her, as if to reassure her, "Don’t worry, no matter what, even if they threatened me with life or death, you would still be the only one for me."
Shen Heyu looked deeply at him, "You don’t need to do this, you don’t love me. Perhaps letting me go and taking her would lead to a better outcome for everyone."
Pei Yansi lowered his head, lightly kissed her forehead, and said earnestly, "Only by marrying you will it end well. I don’t want to hear such words from you ever again."
Even if he heard them again, he hoped that Shen Heyu’s possessiveness would prevent him from marrying another, from letting any other woman be close to him.
These were the things that mattered most to him.
Seeing his determination, Shen Heyu said no more; she turned around and left. Despite his delusions, she knew she had to stay clearheaded and leave before the wedding he mentioned arrived.
To take her daughter and never return.
He was not hers; if they were truly meant to be, they would have married long ago and been blessed with many children.
Why wait till now with the interference of others?
Years of life experience told Shen Heyu that the more something in her life resisted completion, the more it proved that it was not suitable for her.
Shen Heyu didn’t care to consider whether these idealisms had any scientific basis; she simply wanted to escape the scene quickly, unwilling to witness Pei Yansi being intimate with anyone.
She entered the living room and saw Grandpa Chen and Chen Wenzhou sitting on the sofa.
They surveyed Shen Heyu as she walked in, all poised and composed.
Grandpa Chen spoke first, "Mrs. Pei, hello."
Hearing this address, Shen Heyu paused for a moment.
She quickly regained her composure, "You flatter me."
She had never considered herself as Mrs. Pei.
Pei Yansi followed behind her, stepping in, "He’s right; you are just such a person, Heyu. No need to be modest."
Shen Heyu knew he was trying to ease the situation for her, but this was not what she wanted; she lowered her head, hurried upstairs, unwilling to stay a moment longer.