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Chapter 388: Chapter 388 Clichés

The woman sitting in the wheelchair wore a long pink dress with a black butterfly knot cinching her waist.

Her soft hair was tied with a dark red butterfly knot, exuding a style that was sweet and refreshing.

In the past, Pei Yansi never paid much attention to this woman, but this was the first ti he seriously examined her figure.

He closely observed the woman’s figure and profile, comparing it to the one he recalled from the accident scene.

He still couldn’t conclude whether the woman in the car at the accident site was her.

“The temperature is a bit high today; do you want to take off the little cloak you are wearing?”

Chen Lingng was wearing a long-sleeved cloak, perfectly covering her slender arms.

“But I feel like the sun is quite strong today, I’m afraid of getting tanned,” Chen Lingng feigned distress as she glanced outside at the intense sunlight.

“We’re going to be shopping inside the mall; there won’t be any UV rays to harm you,” Pei Yansi said coolly, trying to persuade her.

Chen Lingng was convinced, “Alright. You must take good care of today.”

She took off the black cloak she was wearing, revealing her pale, tender arms.

As she handed the cloak to a servant nearby, her arm was exposed, showing its smooth inner side, and Pei Yansi unconsciously frowned.

His gaze sharpened in an instant.

The subtle expression on his face was clearly seen by Chen Wenzhou, who was close at hand. Since yesterday, Chen Wenzhou felt sothing was off about Pei Yansi; today, his suspicion deepened.

“Ever since my sister’s accident, she has been confining herself at ho and hasn’t gone out much. Now that she is going out, I hope President Pei takes good care of her.”

Chen Wenzhou’s unexpected remark caught Pei Yansi’s attention.

“Considering she is injured, I will naturally take good care of her,” Pei Yansi responded coldly.

Then he stood up and walked over to Chen Lingng, with soone pushing her wheelchair out.

Watching Pei Yansi’s departing figure, Chen Wenzhou’s smile slowly faded.

“I hope so.”

He muttered to himself.

Pei Yansi and Chen Lingng got into the car; the vehicle contained only them and the driver, making the enclosed, small space a good place to talk.

“Do you know? This is the second happiest thing since the accident that paralyzed my legs, that you’re actually going out shopping with ,” she had been excited since last night.

Her eyes sparkled as she gazed at the man sitting beside her.

The man, in a ticulously tailored suit, had sharp, smooth facial lines, hair perfectly combed, and gestures that exuded a strong sense of authority.

Hearing her words, Pei Yansi turned his head, his piercing eyes glancing over.

“I heard that in that accident, you were seriously injured, not just your legs but also a long cut on the inside of your arm?” Pei Yansi’s questioning tone probed her.

Under his scrutiny, he clearly saw Chen Lingng’s smile freeze unexpectedly.

Her eyelashes fluttered as she glanced at the smooth, fair inside of her arm.

“Why isn’t there a scar on your arm?” She didn’t deny having been injured in the arm during the accident; Pei Yansi continued to inquire.

Chen Lingng lowered her head, unconsciously biting her lip.

She didn’t answer imdiately, which caused Pei Yansi to unconsciously furrow his brows, his gaze sharpening.

Such a look seed to want to see through her entirely.

“What’s wrong?”

She remained silent, making it difficult for Pei Yansi to gather more information from her.

Chen Lingng, as she lifted her head, was biting her lower lip, her eyes brimming with tears that made her look especially pitiful.

Her voice choked up as it trembled, “Ever since the accident happened, I seldom bring up the accident with anyone because it just makes sad.”

“I’m still so young, yet I’ve beco permanently disabled. I will have to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair, never to wear beautiful high heels again and appear like a princess at parties.”

With a plop.

A tear, large as a bean, stubbornly fell from the corner of her eye.

The redness at the corners of her eyes made her look even more pitiable.

Pei Yansi was silent for a mont, he didn’t speak, just quietly watched Chen Lingng cry.

“Ever since I was discharged from the hospital, Grandpa and my brother have been very careful taking care of , never ntioning the accident in front of , worried that it might upset .”

Originally, Chen Lingng was just quietly shedding tears, but then whimpering sounds slowly seeped through her nose.

She raised a small hand, ssily wiping at her eyes, the hot tears smudging around her eyes, making it all look moist.

“Sorry,” said Pei Yansi indifferently.

“But I’m indeed curious,” Pei Yansi had a question he wanted answered.

“Are you asking about that scar on my right arm? It’s over ten centiters long. I had a small surgery to remove the scar before I left the hospital.”

“Already being unable to stand and left disabled, if there was such a long and ugly scar remaining on my body, I couldn’t have survived.”

Chen Lingng sniffled, her nose sour, tears still involuntarily falling from her eyes.

Seeing her pitiable appearance, Pei Yansi took a deep breath.

“Wipe your tears.”

Chen Lingng nodded, pulled out a pack of tissues, and gently wiped the tear stains from her face.

“Let’s go shopping for clothes at the mall today. What kind of clothes do you like?” Pei Yansi changed the subject.

Hearing Pei Yansi finally pay attention to her preferences, Chen Lingng, who had just been sobbing, now lit up her eyes and burst into tears of joy.

“I love every piece of clothing you’ve bought for . Even if you gave a sack, I’d gladly wear it.”

Chen Lingng had always looked up to the glittering him and had dread of marrying him. Now that they were finally moving toward this step, her heart was so happy it almost leaped out of her chest.

“I’ve only bought gifts for her. I’m not familiar with your preferences,” he said, referring to Shen Heyu.

The topic abruptly shifting to Shen Heyu, a flash of disgust swiftly crossed Chen Lingng’s eyes.

She didn’t want to delve deeper into the topic either, so she took the initiative to say, “I love white, pink, and purple clothes the most because these colors make my skin look very fair.”

“I hate blue clothes the most.”

Blue?

Pei Yansi suddenly furrowed his brow and asked, “What about Klein Blue? Do you hate that too?”

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