Chapter 13: On the thirteenth day of her reserve, she shamelessly did...

The cell phone in the guest bedroom next door suddenly rang.

Pei Yunhe immediately clenched his outstretched palms into fists, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then pulled Shan Yin's shawl back to its original position according to the location he remembered, and also wrapped her head.

Resigned to his fate, he turned her around and pushed her into the room.

"Be good, go drink your hangover tea and go to sleep."

He even raised his hand to close the door for her.

He couldn't do such a thing as taking advantage of someone's misfortune.

He hurried back to the guest bedroom, as if escaping from the place where her scent was. Pei Yunhe's attempts to hide his guilt only made it more obvious. He couldn't calm down for a long time after receiving Xi Minxia's call.

He went to the bathroom to take another shower. The ice-cold water poured down on his head. He closed his eyes, but the tearful look of Dan Yin was still in front of him. He felt more and more restless in his heart, and hated himself for being such a gentleman.

He simply opened his eyes, took a quick shower, and was planning to go back to the bedroom to sleep, but he turned and unknowingly walked to Dan Yin's door again.

She didn't lock the door. He was so nervous when he closed the door just now that he didn't close it tightly. Now the door was ajar with a small gap.

Pei Yunhe should have covered this tiny gap, but his hand was on the door handle, and after hesitating for a moment, he pushed the door open.

"Single chant?"

He called softly, but there was no response from the room.

Pei Yunhe didn't want to look around, and with his eyes slightly lowered, he searched the room for Shan Yin's figure. He was afraid that she was still drunk and might fall somewhere.

Fortunately, she was not very drunk. She listened to him and drank the bowl of hangover tea obediently. She also knew to take off her shoes and go to bed.

Pei Yunhe caught a glimpse of the glass bowl placed on the bedside from afar. The faint light of the night lamp shone through the wall of the bowl, reflecting colorfully on Shan Yin's face.

She was already fast asleep. She was really tired today. Her eyes were tightly closed, her cheeks were slightly red, and her breathing was even and deep.

But her sleeping posture was still not very good, she leaned roughly on the side of the pillow, and the quilt was probably pulled over randomly, rolled up by her several times, and scattered in a mess beside her.

Even her nightgown was rolled up above her thighs, revealing a pair of white and slender long legs. Her ankles were as delicate as jade carvings, so small and exquisite that they could be held in one hand.

This was a beautiful scene, and the air was filled with the faint aroma of wine from her breath.

But for some reason, the desire that was surging in Pei Yunhe's heart suddenly dissipated the moment he saw Shan Yin sleeping soundly.

It actually works better than taking a shower.

Pei Yunhe smiled helplessly at himself, sighed, and walked forward to pull up Shan Yin's quilt.

He was so careful that he didn't dare disturb her, let alone touch her, but he was also afraid that if she became more unruly and rolled up the quilt, she would catch a cold sooner or later.

Until all four corners of the quilt were tucked in, and she was straightened up, with both legs covered with the quilt.

Pei Yunhe's tense muscles relaxed, and a thin layer of sweat covered his back.

Shan Yin was still fast asleep, unaware of anything.

Pei Yunhe smiled.

After looking at Shan Yin again, Pei Yunhe thought that God had been kind to him after all. He quietly turned off the night light and took the glass lamp out of the door.

When Shan Yin woke up, the sky was already bright. The golden sun hung in the sky, and the house was filled with its shining rays of light.

She propped herself up and sat up, still feeling a little tired, but her head was no longer as tense and painful as it had been last night.

She thought that this was probably due to the bowl of hangover tea that Pei Yunhe brought her, otherwise she wouldn't have felt so relaxed.

And I thought of Pei Yunhe and hangover tea.

Shan Yin's gaze suddenly straightened, and the vague memories of the previous night flooded into her mind like a tide. The colorful light of the glass lamp seemed to still be swaying in front of her eyes, and the fleeting kiss was even clearer.

Her face suddenly turned red, and her fingertips began to turn white as they gripped the quilt.

Damn it.

What shamelessly did she do!

How on earth did she dare to get drunk and kiss Pei Yunhe secretly?

I think he said a lot of shameless words...

Waves of regret came over her like waves. Dan Yin wished that all this was a dream, but when she looked back and saw that the glass bowl on the bedside table was gone, she could no longer deceive herself.

All of this was true, and Pei Yunhe even took care of the aftermath for her.

She stayed in the room for more than an hour and refused to go out, as if if she didn't go out and run into Pei Yunhe, she could pretend that nothing happened last night.

But this is not a solution. She can't stay in this room forever.

So she listened attentively, wanting to hear what was happening outside the room, to find out if Pei Yunhe was as indifferent as usual.

But she listened for a long time and didn't hear any sound outside.

After a while, Shan Yin could no longer play the coward. She took a deep breath and finally opened the door.

It was quiet outside the room, and the entire villa was silent. The gray-white marble walls looked even quieter under the sunlight, with only dust particles dancing in the light everywhere.

A speck of dust leaped onto her shoulder, and Shan Yinfang realized that Pei Yunhe was not at home.

At some point, maybe he went out early, and the entire Building 12 of Yilanzhou was given to her again.

Do you want her to be less embarrassed when she wakes up?

Shan Yin was unsure, but since she didn't have to face Pei Yunhe directly, she was indeed not that nervous.

But for some reason, she suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in her heart.

It was like going back to the time when she lived here alone a few days ago.

She eats alone, writes alone, cleans alone, rests and sleeps alone...

It was clearly a daily routine, but for some reason, she felt a little uncomfortable doing the same things before and after marriage.

Shan Yin raised his eyes again and glanced at the room illuminated by sunlight. It was very large and empty, and every inch was neat and peaceful.

Although I no longer feel like a dependent, I still feel uncomfortable.

She thought that she had probably lived in Songling for two days and was used to the crowded and bustling scene.

Or maybe she missed Su Daosheng. She felt much more comfortable living in the Yunsu old house.

But after careful consideration, she understood it very well.

It’s not that she feels uncomfortable. Pei Yunhe has given her the whole house. How could she feel uncomfortable?

It was just because he left her alone at home on the second day of their wedding.

His thoughts were flying around, and before Dan Yin realized what he was missing, the doorbell rang.

She gathered her thoughts and walked over. Outside was a courier delivering intra-city parcels.

The other party politely asked about her identity. Shan Yin nodded and signed for it. A long, heavy object was brought in. She knew what it was without even looking at it.

The layers of paper were torn apart, revealing the ebony wood wrapped inside.

It was a custom-made calligraphy and painting frame that she had specially ordered. Inside it was the painting "A crane flies above the clouds in the clear sky, chanting poetry that reaches the blue sky", which was exactly the painting that Pei Yunhe had written that day.

That day, Pei Yunhe gave her a piece of cinnabar mandarin duck ink as a wedding gift. Although he knew that their feelings were not deep, or even nonexistent, he still had to put in some superficial effort. This was something Dan Yin had decided on early on.

So she asked Pei Yunhe for the calligraphy. Pei Yunhe naturally didn't care, so she asked someone to customize a frame for the calligraphy and painting. She framed the calligraphy and prepared to give it to Pei Yunhe as a wedding gift.

She didn't want anyone else to know, so she filled in Yilanzhou as the address. Unexpectedly, it was delivered today, which was just in time.

She thought that this calligraphy was for Pei Yunhe and should be delivered to Pei Yunhe as soon as possible.

Although Pei Yunhe is not at home now, she has nothing to do, so she can go find him, right?

Thoughts were swirling in his mind, and while he was hesitating, his cell phone happened to ring. Shan Yin picked it up and looked at it, his eyes lit up slightly.

It was a message from Pei Yunhe, saying that he was in Xiaohan and had left his usual fountain pen at home, so he asked her to see it off if she had nothing to do.

These words hit the mark exactly what Dan Yin wanted. She didn't want to stay in this empty room. She was originally planning to go to Xiaohan and send the calligraphy to Pei Yunhe.

Now it’s good, almost perfect.

She had not yet bought a car in Nanqiao, and did not want to trouble Old Chen, so she took a taxi and appeared under the building of Xiaohan Group with the big words a few minutes later.

Shan Yin was carrying things by herself, so it was inconvenient for her to carry the heavy ebony frame. She asked the driver to help carry it to the front desk on the first floor of Xiaohan Group. She smiled softly, thanked the driver, and greeted the administrative front desk.

"Hello, I'm looking for Pei Yunhe, President Pei."

She was still wearing a cheongsam today, looking graceful and elegant, with her beautiful curves wrapped in the silk cheongsam. Her speech was light and gentle, a unique touch of Yunsu women, and her temperament was pure and untainted, which was far from the many career beauties who were used to walking around in the CBD.

She was so beautiful that passers-by couldn't help but take a second look at her.

But Xiaohan's administrative front desk was very strict. The girl looked at her attentively, and without thinking too much about her beauty, she politely took out a visitor application form and gave it to her.

"Excuse me, Miss, do you have an appointment? If not, please fill out an application. Of course, if it's urgent, we can help you contact the President's Office."

Although it was Pei Yunhe who asked her to come, it was not an appointment, and it was not an urgent matter for her to see Pei Yunhe.

So Shan Yin shook his head lightly, "Please help me find him according to the procedure."

"Then you will sit in the living room for a while. Someone will take you upstairs when arrangements are made."

The little girl spread her hands toward the side of the hall. Shan Yin looked over and saw a few people sitting there waiting.

She nodded and chuckled, then walked to the gate and asked the security guard to help her move the calligraphy over.

Walking back and forth naturally attracted a lot of people's attention. Although the administrative front desk was well-behaved, those who were lazily drinking coffee and chatting on the side couldn't help but talk about it.

"Another one came to see Mr. Pei. She's really pretty, even prettier than that female celebrity just now."

"Don't think that others won't recognize you just because you're wearing sunglasses and covering your face. Everyone knows you're here to ask Mr. Xiao Pei to be your spokesperson."

Shan Yin heard their conversation and didn't want to pay attention to it, but for some reason he heard the next sentence.

"I heard that Mr. Pei got married yesterday and came back to work today without even taking his wedding leave. Do you think this has something to do with what's going on outside?"

"Don't talk nonsense. You said our Little Pei is capable of anything. Gossip is impossible. Everyone knows that Little Pei has been clean for so many years."

"Then why do you work so hard, forgetting to eat and sleep?"

"Why else? He probably doesn't like his wife, who is part of the arranged marriage."

"What a pity. I don't know if the boss lady is pretty or not."

"If there's someone as good-looking as her, Mr. Pei wouldn't dislike her, right?"

As they spoke, the gazes of those people drifted towards Shan Yin. Shan Yin retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, walked to a corner of the living room and sat down.

She straightened her back and remained graceful when sitting, with a long, slender neck, never losing her dignity and composure.

But her hand reached into her handbag, pinching the end of the pen she brought for Pei Yunhe, and the strength in her fingertips unconsciously became stronger and stronger.

The words of those people just now seemed to still ring in my ears.

I got married yesterday and started working today...

Mostly I don’t like...

These outside...

yes.

That's what she should have thought.

Could it be possible that Pei Yunhe, who was married to her, would develop some deep feelings for her overnight?

They are just a married couple, and it is good enough that they can do a good job on the surface.

Just like when he gave her the mandarin duck ink, she gave him a framed calligraphy in return, which she had written herself.

It's just a formality. Do you really want to be a harmonious couple?

Shan Yin's gaze fell on the calligraphy at his feet, and he suddenly felt that he was too tired and had drunk too much recently, so he was still a little confused.

She shook her head slightly, trying to regain some composure and rationality, and thought about handing the letter and the pen to the front desk and asking Xiaohan's people to give them to Pei Yunhe.

But at this moment, a man with a small mustache who had been looking at her for a long time sitting next to her suddenly came over.

"Hey."

The man with a small mustache called out to Shan Yin. Shan Yin looked over and caught a glimpse of a woman wearing sunglasses next to him. He realized that she was probably the female star who had wrapped herself tightly and came to Mr. Xiao Pei to ask for an endorsement.

Shan Yin didn't want to get involved in anything more, so he curled his lips and prepared to get up.

But to the mustachioed man and the female star, this look seemed like he was being arrogant and didn't take them seriously.

The female star frowned and tilted her head towards the mustache man. The mustache man sat where he was and shouted louder at Shan Yin, "Whose company are you from? You're also looking for C.Crane's project?"

Shan Yin didn't understand what he was saying. He turned around and nodded goodbye coldly and distantly, but he didn't expect that a rude voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Like cold dew falling on jade, it chilled her heartstrings and awakened her.

"Whose family is she from? She's from mine."

The author has something to say:

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When I was writing these two chapters, I hesitated for a long time whether to give everyone the food. I also know that if I give it early, it might attract more readers to continue reading. But after thinking about it, given Pei Yunhe's character, he cherishes Dan Yin very much. Even if he quarrels with Dan Yin on a regular basis, and he is arrogant and vindictive, but in this kind of thing, I think he will not take advantage of others in distress, let alone force Dan Yin. So in line with the principle of not destroying the character and finishing the book well, I decided not to go on the highway here. I hope my little treasures will understand and tolerate~

There will be food, I have already stockpiled the manuscripts, I think it is quite delicious, let Mr. He and baby Shan Yin take things as they come!

P.S. Please help me with the tonics and fattening up. I’m working hard to stock up on manuscripts and update daily! I also want your company during the serialization period [Please][Please][Please]