Pei Yansi, agitated, reached the sixth floor and saw such a scene.
Lu Yi was wearing a suit with the tag still on it, and Shen Heyu, with her back to him, held a tie clip in each hand, holding them up in front of Lu Yi to see which tie suited him better.
Seeing this, Pei Yansi almost jeered in a mocking laugh without thinking.
His face was as dark as if it could drip ink, and Chen Lingmeng secretly observed his expression.
She clearly saw that Pei Yansi was displeased by the scene, but she deliberately added fuel to the fire.
"Brother Yan Si, I was right after all, Shen Heyu and Lu Yi really do match well."
"Usually, only when a relationship reaches a rather intimate stage, like you and I talking about marriage, would one go shopping for clothes together."
"I didn’t expect that Shen Heyu, not long after divorcing you, is already out shopping for clothes with another man."
"Do you think she was already mixed up with Lu Yi even before she divorced you?"
Chen Wenzhou deliberately said things that Pei Yansi didn’t want to hear.
Pei Yansi furrowed his brows fiercely and raised his hand to tug hard at his own tie.
Pei Yansi didn’t want to hear Chen Lingmeng speak anymore.
His cold voice burst out, and Shen Heyu, standing not far away, suddenly stiffened, and Lu Yi also looked up.
Lu Yi was the first to see Pei Yansi and Chen Lingmeng, and only then did Shen Heyu slowly turn around.
When her eyes met his dangerous pupils, the ties she held dropped from her hands.
The salesgirl immediately picked up the two ties from the floor and flattered, "Madam, your husband looks good with either of these ties, why not buy both?"
This salesgirl really knew how to stir things up.
She called Shen Heyu "Madam," mistaking Shen Heyu and Lu Yi for a newlywed couple, directly igniting a fierce fire in Pei Yansi’s eyes.
Shen Heyu, realizing the possessiveness in Pei Yansi’s eyes, immediately turned away, no longer looking at him.
Her complexion wasn’t very good as she looked at the smiling face of the salesgirl.
She opened her mouth, struggling greatly to find her voice.
"You misunderstood, he and I are just friends."
The salesgirl looked awkwardly at Lu Yi for a moment, and soon, her eyes gleamed as she looked at Shen Heyu.
"Miss, your friend is really handsome; he could totally be a movie star."
"And the two of you together just now looked so harmonious, just like a happy newlywed couple."
"Anyway, marriage also starts with friendship, go for it, I really support you two."
She hadn’t been talking, but as soon as she did, Pei Yansi clenched his fists in anger, his whole demeanor emanating a very dangerous aura.
They couldn’t let the salesgirl talk anymore.
Just as Shen Heyu was about to delicately remind the salesgirl not to say things that could easily be misinterpreted, Lu Yi spoke up.
A faint but genuinely happy smile appeared on Lu Yi’s face.
He first thanked the salesgirl, "Borrowing your good words, actually, I’ve been pursuing her."
"I’ve pursued her for so long and finally heard someone say we look well matched."
"Wrap up both of these ties for me, please." Lu Yi took out a card from his pocket and handed it to the saleslady.
The saleslady’s eyes lit up as she saw her commission coming, her mouth as sweet as if it were smeared with honey.
She took the black card and the two ties. "Sir, I hope your dreams come true and you can soon win over your beloved. Miss, this gentleman is really nice, gentle, and he loves you."
"I’ll just take a moment to go to the front and wrap these two ties. Feel free to try on anything else you like."
The saleslady joyfully took the two ties to the front to be wrapped.
After she left, the atmosphere among the remaining four turned icy, making it even harder to breathe.
"I noticed the cufflink store next door has some nice cufflinks. Let’s check it out after we’re done with the ties."
Shen Heyu intentionally avoided looking at Pei Yansi, not wanting to stay any longer.
Lu Yi guessed Shen Heyu’s thoughts and looked up, his eyes cautiously wary as he glanced at Pei Yansi.
"Let’s go next door and check it out."
Shen Heyu hummed a response and lowered her head.
Lu Yi noticed her pale complexion and instinctively raised his hand to gently pat her shoulder.
"Are you okay? You look so pale. Are you tired from shopping? How about we sit down at a coffee shop and rest a bit?"
"No..." Shen Heyu began to shake her head but then suddenly noticed Pei Yansi had stealthily moved behind her.
Pei Yansi firmly grasped the hand Lu Yi had placed on Shen Heyu’s shoulder.
"Don’t touch her." Pei Yansi’s possessiveness surged.
Shen Heyu saw the veins standing out on his hand that held Lu Yi’s wrist.
He was obviously using a lot of strength, causing Shen Heyu to furrow her brows instinctively.
She defended Lu Yi. "What are you doing? Let go right now; we haven’t provoked you."
Pei Yansi’s gaze was icy as he chuckled coldly, "So quick to defend your new love. Then what were those years I spent with you?"
His eyes were sharp, like a knife pressed against Shen Heyu’s neck.
Shen Heyu looked down, refusing to meet his gaze. "We’ve already broken up. Don’t bring up the past. We both have new lives now, isn’t that good?"
Shen Heyu didn’t want to discuss the years she was forced to stay by his side.
She looked up and saw a woman sitting in a wheelchair.
"Just because we’ve broken up, you think you can act like nothing ever happened between us?" Pei Yansi’s unwillingness was evident, hoping to see a hint of pretend strength on Shen Heyu’s face, but he failed.
He wasn’t newly acquainted with Shen Heyu; she had always been good at hiding her real thoughts and emotions.
"Mr. Pei, let’s not dwell on the past. Otherwise, it will only make everyone miserable," Shen Heyu reminded him.
Pei Yansi laughed out of frustration.
"I heard Mr. Pei and Miss Chen are getting married soon. I won’t be able to attend and congratulate you, so let me wish you a blissful marriage now," Shen Heyu said, looking directly into Pei Yansi’s eyes.
Pei Yansi suddenly let go of Lu Yi’s hand.
His brooding eyes briefly showed a glimpse of hurt.
Even his heart felt as if it were being pricked by needles, the pain throbbing—these words coming from Shen Heyu’s mouth.
"Is that really what you think?"