Pei Yu returned to the bedroom after finishing work, and only a small lamp on the bedside was lit. Shen Zhiyi’s back was turned to him as she slept on the other side of the bed.
He climbed into bed and reached out to embrace her waist, wanting to hold her close.
But as soon as he touched her, the person who had fallen asleep moved away and deliberately increased the distance between them.
Now Pei Yu was certain—Shen Zhiyi was definitely unhappy.
He contemplated in the darkness for a while, trying to guess why she was upset, but in the end, he had no clue, so he tentatively reached out to touch her again.
This ti Shen Zhiyi spoke up; she wasn’t asleep at all, "Don’t touch . If you keep this up, I’ll go to the guest room."
Her tone was calm, but it was clear she was sulking.
Pei Yu fell silent, "Why are you angry?"
He really didn’t understand girls, much less Shen Zhiyi.
Shen Zhiyi wanted to say she wasn’t angry, but felt it wasn’t at all credible. She beca even more annoyed and simply threw the question back, "Can’t you guess?"
Pei Yu really couldn’t guess, but he didn’t want her to be unhappy, let alone let the recently improved relationship between them sour again. After a long silence, he reached out and grabbed Shen Zhiyi’s wrist and pulled her into his arms before she could resist.
He was slightly warr, with his palm against Shen Zhiyi’s back, and he lowered his head to nuzzle her neck, a stark contrast to his usual cold deanor. His attitude suddenly beca more appeasing, "Can’t guess, is it because I asked you to accompany to the birthday banquet?"
Being held by him, with the steady breathing against her neck, Shen Zhiyi found it hard to stay angry.
She said softly, "You gave a gift and were so... gentle with , all to have accompany you to the birthday banquet? But even if you hadn’t done that, I would have agreed. Do you think I’m difficult to talk to?"
Pei Yu frowned in confusion, rubbing the tip of his finger against her cheek, "No, giving you a gift was just to make you happy. Being gentle with you... Was I not like this with you before?"
"Of course," Shen Zhiyi thought back unhappily, "You always had a cold expression when you saw , like you couldn’t care less about ."
It made her want to avoid him whenever she saw him next, who would want to approach soone who didn’t like them.
Pei Yu kissed her forehead, earnestly explaining, "It’s not about you."
Actually, he was cold-faced most of the ti.
Shen Zhiyi knew this in her heart, and upon hearing his explanation, she didn’t mind anymore, but she also didn’t know what else to say.
"I’m not angry anymore," Pei Yu held her even tighter, the two nearly sticking together under the covers, "Is that okay?"
Shen Zhiyi responded with a soft "mm-hmm."
Two days later, Shen Zhiyi still attended the birthday banquet.
That day she had a small mishap at work and arrived a bit late; the brightly lit courtyard was already packed with guests, many of whom she recognized.
Shen Zhiyi wasn’t very keen on making friends, and after becoming an adult, she mostly circulated within the entertainnt industry, so although these people knew of her, they weren’t familiar with her, and so didn’t even know she was the younger daughter of the Shen Family.
She casually grabbed a glass of wine and walked inside. The high heels were nice to look at but not comfortable to wear, and this pair she had on was particularly torturous. As she walked, she thought to herself that she would never wear them a second ti.
"... Pei Yu ca by himself today; his wife didn’t co."
When she heard the familiar na, Shen Zhiyi stopped in her tracks.
"Didn’t they say they had no affection for each other? It seems like they barely saw each other’s faces in their three years of marriage; Pei Yu probably can’t even rember what his wife looks like."
"I heard they won’t last much longer and will divorce soon; that partnership had already ended, and Pei’s businesses are doing well now."
A few won chatted quietly, completely unaware that Shen Zhiyi was right behind them and listening.
Not until soone who knew Shen Zhiyi greeted her did those won sheepishly shift their positions.
Shen Zhiyi sipped her drink, thinking that what they had said wasn’t wrong, but it indeed didn’t make her feel any better.
Without dwelling on it further, she walked over to Pei Yu, who was exchanging pleasantries with soone else.
When Pei Yu saw her, he smiled faintly and leaned in with a lowered head, his posture sowhat affectionate, "Why are you late?"
"Ran into a little accident," Shen Zhiyi, with her arm in his, greeted the other guests.
After spending a while in the courtyard, Shen Zhiyi and a few acquaintances went elsewhere to chat. It wasn’t long before she received a ssage from Pei Yu asking where she was.
Not understanding Pei Yu’s intention, she asked if there was sothing wrong.
Pei Yu replied that there wasn’t, but again asked when she would finish chatting and co back to him.
Looking at his ssage, Shen Zhiyi couldn’t help but smile, excused herself from her friends, and headed back to find him.
On the way back, which included passing a rockery landscape, Shen Zhiyi hadn’t even approached yet when she already heard the sound of voices.
"Pei Yu, why didn’t you tell when you ca back to the country? I only found out now; otherwise, I would have asked you out earlier."
The voice was familiar, and Shen Zhiyi almost instantly recognized who it was.
She couldn’t recall the na, only knew that she was Pei Yu’s high school classmate who had once attended Father Pei’s birthday banquet. Shen Zhiyi was struck by her because she was the only girl who could talk to Pei Yu in such an informal tone.
Unable to place the feeling in her heart, Shen Zhiyi hesitated for a mont but decided to take another route.
Yet the following conversation made her stop in her tracks.
"You got married too casually," the woman seed to complain, "but I heard Pei’s has been doing much better than three years ago. Aren’t you considering divorcing Shen Zhiyi now?"
It was then that Shen Zhiyi realized just how many people were hoping for her to get divorced.
She waited a few seconds, not hearing Pei Yu say anything, her mood soured further, and she had no desire to listen on, resuming her steps.
Just then, her phone rang.
Shen Zhiyi startled, instinctively wanting to hang up, but she saw the caller was Pei Yu.
In those seconds of hesitation, Pei Yu had already walked over from the other side of the rockery, appearing sowhat surprised to see her, and raised his eyebrows.
He put away his phone, "Why didn’t you co over?"
Shen Zhiyi looked at the woman behind him, pursing her lips, "I didn’t want to interrupt you."
Pei Yu ca over and took her hand, his tone slightly lower, "It’s not an interruption. I wanted you to hear it anyway."
Shen Zhiyi looked at him and then heard him say, "It seems quite a few people have misunderstandings about us. Shouldn’t we clear things up?"
She was confused, "Clear up?"
"Yes," Pei Yu interlocked their fingers, "you tell her, we’re not getting divorced."
Before Pei Yu ca back, Shen Zhiyi had indeed thought about divorce, as everyone around didn’t think she would live her entire life like this.
But now, looking into Pei Yu’s dark eyes, her heart suddenly beca chaotic.
"Zhizhi," Pei Yu called her with a very soft voice, as if urging.
Shen Zhiyi didn’t know what she was thinking, but she haphazardly went along with his words.
"Yes, we’re not getting divorced."
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