"I don’t think Han Manyin’s feelings for him are feigned," Pei Yansi said indifferently, "but his sudden departure, not even telling Han Manyin, is indeed suspicious."
Zhao Jin didn’t answer because he wasn’t clear about where that person might have gone either.
People don’t vanish into thin air, yet he first willingly entered the madhouse with Pei Yansi, and then left afterward. Looking at it this way, it all seemed like a strategic move in a business war.
He was worried about him having other plans against Pei Yansi.
But Pei Yansi seemed unperturbed, he twirled the pen between his fingers and said to Zhao Jin, "Get in touch with the wedding planner, I want to handle it personally."
He nodded, turned, and left without mentioning Shen Jiangli again—as if nobody really cared.
After he left, Pei Yansi finally flipped through the acquisition documents beside him, looked at them for a few minutes, and just felt bored.
He had no interest in the Shen Family, nor did he want a company whose main business was overseas. To him, even the Lu Family was more appealing than the Shen Family.
He could only act this way to completely distance Shen Heyu from himself.
Thinking of Shen Jiangli who had left the madhouse, Pei Yansi sneered. His actions were undoubtedly to keep the chance of coming back and returning to Shen Heyu’s side, right?
He would definitely not give him that opportunity.
Pei Yansi tossed aside the pen, stood up, and returned to the marital room he shared with Shen Heyu.
When he arrived, he saw that Shen Heyu had already fallen asleep, with the sound of her even and prolonged breathing.
He lay beside her, holding her in his arms, and fell asleep with deep affection, as usual.
In the haze, Shen Heyu felt herself being tightly embraced, which made her uncomfortable.
She struggled a little and slipped out from Pei Yansi’s arms.
But the next second, she was almost pulled back into Pei Yansi’s embrace, his voice somewhat hoarse, "Heyu, don’t move, it’s too late."
Shen Heyu, sensing something was off, dared not move again and asked, "Have you been busy for long?"
Pei Yansi nodded, "There’s a lot of work to take care of."
Shen Heyu uttered an acknowledgment and said no more. In the darkness, only their breathing could be heard.
Pei Yansi lowered his head to kiss her forehead, and the kiss trailed downward until it captured Shen Heyu’s lips.
Shen Heyu didn’t react, allowing him to do as he pleased.
After a long while, he whispered hoarsely in her ear, "I won’t marry Chen Lingmeng, trust me, I will only ever have you."
Shen Heyu didn’t speak.
Whether she believed it or not had lost all meaning for her.
Now everyone was siding with Chen Lingmeng, even Shen Heyu’s heart was filled with doubt.
Only by leaving herself, perhaps the outcome for the three of them could be better.
Shen Heyu took advantage of the night when thoughts aren’t clear to deliberately say, "If I’m willing to marry you, to have a wedding, would you let me leave this place?"
Pei Yansi was slightly taken aback, "What do you mean?"
If they were to marry and have a wedding, why would she still want to leave?
Shen Heyu stated, "I don’t city."
"Where do you want to go?"
"If I say where I want to go, and you’re willing to accompany me, then I’ll stay by your side forever. If you’re unwilling, then let me go."
"Let’s talk about it later."
Pei Yansi was ambiguous and always refused to give Shen Heyu a straight answer. He had said before that when it came to this matter, she shouldn’t even think about it.
It seemed that Shen Heyu had forgotten again.
Or perhaps, the desire to leave was so overwhelming that she preferred to act as if it had never happened.
Shen Heyu slept restlessly in his arms, tormented by a mess of troubled dreams.
One moment Shen Jiangli was returning to harm her once more, the next she was divorcing Pei Yansi, who immediately married Chen Lingmeng after that.
The scenes in her dreams were chaotic and disordered; when the sky began to lighten, Shen Heyu finally woke up.
After a night of dreams, she felt mentally drained. Turning her head slightly, she saw Pei Yansi lying next to her, still asleep, his slumber peaceful, with his fine features drawn shut in repose.
His face was truly flawless, provoking both gods and humans alike in envy, his nose high and straight, his eye sockets deep, and his lips pressed thin.
Shen Heyu watched him and couldn’t help but reach out gently to touch the tip of his nose.
This man had encompassed nearly all of her life, from the youth of her college days to her life entering society.
He had never left her side.
Yet at the same time, they had been separated for a full six years.
Pei Yansi felt the disturbance, and without needing to open his eyes, he knew who it was. He reached out, guided by feel, and caught her hand.
He pulled her wrist into his embrace, holding her hand to his chest like a treasured possession, "What’s all this so early in the morning?"
Pei Yansi’s voice was hoarse, not quite normal.
Shen Heyu instantly picked up on the subtle change in his voice. Before she had time to react, Pei Yansi forcibly pressed her against him.
She immediately felt the change in him, and her face flushed red.
She knew that men in the morning were just impossible to deal with.
At that moment, Pei Yansi opened his eyes, seeing the blushing Shen Heyu, he couldn’t help but chuckle, "You’re shy and yet causing trouble, what are you doing, huh?"
Heyu shook her head, "Nothing."
Pei Yansi laughed softly but didn’t press her for more details, nor did he tease her any further. He got out of bed, saying, "I have to go to the office today, there’s an early meeting. Rest a bit longer; someone will come this afternoon to take you to the photo studio for the wedding dress pictures."
Hearing the last sentence, Shen Heyu immediately stiffened.
Pei Yansi, who was dressing, turned his head and saw her tense form, pausing the fastening of his shirt buttons, then slowly added, "Don’t be late, and don’t be a no-show. Don’t make me angry."
He looked at her deeply, "You know what happens when I get angry."
Perhaps knowing she wouldn’t willingly go, Pei Yansi laid out the ugly possibilities beforehand.
Shen Heyu watching him, felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.
Since there were wedding photos to be taken, it seemed that the wedding in a month was no falsehood.
But did she really want to step into marriage with him?
To declare it to the world.
Shen Heyu felt anxious and fearful, with the Chen Family lying in wait. She always felt the wedding would not go smoothly and that this time, perhaps she could finally leave his side.
It was ridiculous and strange; it was what she longed for, but now that it was happening, a complicated unwillingness to let go surged through her heart.
Shen Heyu wanted to leave, but she didn’t want Chen Lingmeng to immediately fill the space she vacated.
She sighed deeply; Pei Yansi was now dressed and looking at Shen Heyu, still in bed, "What would you like for breakfast?"