Shen Zhiyi was startled by her own speculation, and began flipping through her mories with Pei Yu like watching a movie fra by fra.
She had known Pei Yu since they were very young, but they had parted ways when they were just about ten years old, and her mories were very vague. At that ti, she was just a little girl, and it was impossible for Pei Yu to have fallen for her.
Could it have been after their reunion?
Shen Zhiyi rembered a birthday party she attended a few months before getting married. It was there that she had encountered Pei Yu again. Afterwards, they had t on different occasions, albeit rarely speaking to one another, let alone interacting in private. Thinking it over and over, she couldn’t find a reason for him to have fallen for her.
Could she have misunderstood?
Shen Zhiyi inexplicably began to wrestle with this question, determined to get an answer. On an impulse, she made a phone call to Pei Yu.
The call was answered by Secretary Qin, who was surprised by the call, "Madam, Chairman Pei is in a eting, please wait a mont, I’ll transfer the call right away."
Shen Zhiyi’s heart skipped a beat, realizing how impulsive her action was, and she imdiately tried to prevent it, "No need, I actually dialed the wrong—"
Pei Yu’s voice ca through, "Dialed wrong?"
Shen Zhiyi had no ti to criticize her own poor excuse, and after two seconds of silence, Pei Yu surprisingly didn’t hang up.
Her mind was a bit hazy, "Um... I just wanted to ask you, what ti will you be back at Huating today?"
In the conference room, everyone saw Pei Yu take the call and show a slightly surprised look. Quickly, whatever was said made his tone very gentle, "It’ll be a bit late, why?"
Shen Zhiyi spoke softly, "Nothing, just asking."
Pei Yu did not mind the aningless call she made at this ti. Instead, he confird his schedule for the day again with Secretary Qin, and then gave her a specific ti he would be ho.
After hanging up, Shen Zhiyi’s racing heartbeat didn’t ease one bit, and she sank into deep thought for a long while, feeling her suspicions were not entirely unreasonable.
Had Pei Yu ever been this patient with anyone else?
She didn’t think so.
Shen Zhiyi ca ho early that day, her attention drifting off while reading the script, and eventually she fell asleep waiting.
The butler brought over so fruit and, finding Shen Zhiyi already asleep, intended to go upstairs to get a blanket. As he turned around, he saw Pei Yu standing not far away, his coat still draped over his arm without being put down.
She was about to speak up, but Pei Yu shook his head at her, and the butler silently stepped away.
Shen Zhiyi was curled up on the large sofa, the script she had been reading still beside her, obviously having fallen asleep in the midst of reading. Pei Yu did not flatter himself to think she was waiting for him, yet the phone call she made during the day indeed uncontrollably sparked so wild thoughts in him.
He squatted down beside the sofa, intending to quietly watch her for a while, but Shen Zhiyi wasn’t sleeping very deeply, especially with soone beside her. Without warning, she opened her eyes, and in her groggy state, her eyes t Pei Yu’s directly. Both of them were stunned.
Still, it was Shen Zhiyi who reacted first, propping herself up on the sofa and blinking blankly, her voice a bit hoarse, "You’re back?"
It sounded as though she really had been waiting for him.
Pei Yu gently replied with a sound, sowhat unsure what to say.
Fortunately, Shen Zhiyi didn’t remain silent. She stared at Pei Yu for a mont and then reached out her hand to him, speaking in a tone that almost sounded like coquetry, "Carry back to the room."
Pei Yu hesitated for a mont, because he was so taken aback. When Shen Zhiyi looked at him, her eyes were soft and clear, with an obvious affection, like the way she looked at Qin Xiaoran, a sight that only ever occurred in Pei Yu’s dreams.
Seeing that he did not move, Shen Zhiyi tilted her head, "If you don’t want to, forget it."
Before she could finish, her legs were swept up in an embrace. Pei Yu had just returned from outside, a light coolness and the scent of agarwood clung to him, "There’s no unwillingness."
He seed to smile softly, though making no sound, "I’m just surprised. Why so close to today?"
She used to not ask him to hold her.
"We are husband and wife, aren’t we?" Shen Zhiyi wasn’t about to tell him she was verifying her suspicions in her heart. She retorted as if it were natural, "Is asking for a hug considered close? You’ve hugged before."
There was a gentle laughter in Pei Yu’s eyes, "Yes, you’re right."
He liked her being so close to him; he wished it could always be this way.
Although Pei Yu had co ho, he still had so work to do. Shen Zhiyi woke up and no longer felt sleepy. She flipped through Weibo’s hot searches to see if there were any new gossip.
There was new gossip, but none of it was interesting. She saw her own na still hanging in the hot search section. Everyone was still interested in her marital status, still keen on digging up scandals between her and male celebrities in the industry.
At that mont, Shen Zhiyi wasn’t as annoyed as before, drawing so confidence from Pei Yu’s attitude. She pondered for a very short ti before grabbing her phone and running to the study.
This was her first visit to Pei Yu’s study. She tapped lightly at the door and then poked her head in.
"May I co in?"
Pei Yu nodded, moving his hand away from the mouse, "What’s up?"
Shen Zhiyi rushed in with her phone, "Lend your hand for a second."
Pei Yu didn’t understand why, but he still stretched out his hand. He always wore his wedding ring on his right hand, which was distinct and perfectly shaped.
Shen Zhiyi intertwined her fingers with his, then quickly snapped a photo of their clasped hands, just as swiftly releasing them.
"That’s it, keep busy."
Her arrival was sudden, her departure just as much, leaving Pei Yu staring at the computer, severely affecting his work efficiency.
Shen Zhiyi posted the photo of their hands clasped together on Weibo, deliberated over the caption for a few minutes, and ultimately just added a small emoji, saying nothing else.
Soon after the Weibo post, Qin Xiaoran called, shocked and puzzled, "Is that really Brother Pei Yu’s hand?"
Shen Zhiyi: "...."
She laughed, "What else?"
"Wow," Qin Xiaoran sighed, "To cooperate with your clarification, Brother Pei Yu makes such a big sacrifice."
Shen Zhiyi changed positions and played with her phone, "What sacrifice? He was very willing."
When she pulled her hand away, he had subconsciously held on to it tightly, although it was only for a few seconds, but Shen Zhiyi still noticed.
"...You’re talking strangely," Qin Xiaoran felt sothing was off, "What do you an?"
"Actually," Shen Zhiyi hesitated, lowering her voice, "I think Pei Yu might like ."
Qin Xiaoran was silent, then the clear sound of a cup being overturned could be heard on the other end, after a while, she spoke with a tone of terror, "Is today April Fool’s Day?"
Shen Zhiyi ignored her, continuing, "I’m going to test him."
To see if she had guessed wrong.
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