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Chapter 15 The Fifteenth Day of Reservedness It’s not that he is too old, s…
What are wedding candies and souvenirs?
Shan Yin clearly only prepared velvet flowers.
Moreover, there are hundreds of people in Xiaohan, how can they prepare in such a short time?
She looked at Zhong Yuan, but Zhong Yuan said "oh" as if he had suddenly realized something.
"Xiaohan was delivered two days ago. You asked someone to take those to the warehouse, right? I'll send them out right away!"
Pei Yunhe stole a glance at Shan Yin, then lowered his voice and coughed at Zhong Yuan: "Ahem, just go get ready, and stop talking."
"yes!"
Zhong Yuan turned around and was about to leave. Pei Yunhe thought for two seconds and then shouted, "My wife specially prepared this for everyone! Remember!"
I heard it, I heard it, the whole office building heard it...
Zhong Yuan rarely saw Pei Yunhe being so childish, and he stumbled and almost fell.
He took out his cell phone and was about to contact the logistics department when he happened to see someone gossiping about the discord between Pei Yunhe and Shan Yinhe in the company's small group chat. He glanced back anxiously, fearing that Pei Yunhe would do something incredible again, and hurriedly typed a reply in the group chat.
[Don't talk nonsense! He is the best! There is no one in the world who is as good as him!]
Zhong Yuan rushed to distribute wedding candies to Xiaohan, and soon some people received them. Everyone in the company group thanked Shan Yin for bringing the gifts, and wished the boss and the boss's wife a happy wedding and a long and happy life together.
Pei Yunhe sat in a large office chair and scrolled through the screen with one hand. As he watched, his mood improved and he casually gave out a dozen five-digit red envelopes.
In the company's small group, people shouted that the God of Wealth had come down to earth, but some people were tactful and said that in fact, they should thank the Goddess of Wealth.
But Pei Yunhe was not in the small group, so he naturally didn't know that at this time, more people in his company loved his boss's wife rather than him as the boss himself.
But this was exactly the same as his original intention. After sliding a few more times, the screen was filled with blessings and thanks, and he could not express them in words. He set his eyes on Shan Yin, who was sitting at the end of the sofa.
"cough."
If there wasn't a smile in the corner of his eyes, Shan Yin would have thought he was looking for trouble again.
Pei Yunhe restrained his expression and said sarcastically, "They are all thanking you. They give you all the credit and ask you to be the good guy. What about me?"
Shan Yin's eyes trembled, not understanding what he meant, "You don't have to tell me that I prepared those."
"I've already said it, and you should have shown some appreciation anyway." Pei Yunhe didn't like to hear this.
"Then..." Shan Yin was unsure, "Then I'll go prepare some more. Tell me if that's what you want?"
"You only know how to give them gifts? What about me? What about mine?"
Pei Yunhe frowned, his eyebrows were as thick as distant mountains, and there was a thin mist on the top of his eyebrows, as if it would rain heavily soon.
But when he saw the open door of the office, he hesitated for a moment, then brushed away the clouds of fog and lowered his voice.
"You came from Yunsu and even prepared gifts for them, but didn't you think of me, your husband?"
I'm really not prepared...
But Shan Yin knew that she couldn't say this. Pei Yunhe had just given her enough face, and it would be difficult for her to do such a thing as crossing the river and then destroying the bridge.
Fortunately, she was smart and caught a glimpse of the ebony frame on the side of the sofa that had been ignored by both of them. She was startled and smiled, offering her some value.
"I prepared this, specially for you."
Just the word "specially" was enough to make Pei Yunhe happy. After removing the layers of protective rough paper and seeing the two lines of words flying in the ebony frame, Pei Yunhe pursed his lips, and an uncontrollable smile appeared at the corners of his lips.
"No wonder you asked me for this calligraphy that day. It turns out you were going to do this."
He didn't care at all that Shan Yin gave him the calligraphy as a gift. On the contrary, because of Shan Yin's kindness, Pei Yunhe actually felt a little bit like his daughter had grown up.
No, it’s because my wife has grown up.
At least she got the hang of it.
He liked the mounted calligraphy very much and looked at it from top to bottom and from left to right several times.
Shan Yin asked from the side: "I'm not familiar with your preferences, but I saw a few calligraphy works hanging in the study of Songlingju, so I framed them."
Pei Yunhe glanced over, Shan Yin glanced sideways slightly, took out the pen he wanted from her handbag, and said on the pretext of: "You just happened to send me a message, so I thought of bringing it here to ask your opinion. If you don't like it, I'll return it..."
"I don't really like it, but they worked so hard to make it by hand, and you just casually return it. It's really hard on them."
“…”
She didn't really want to quit.
Pei Yunhe didn't care about that. He held the ebony frame, exerted force on it with his fingers, and treasured it very much.
But even so, he still said, "Since you've already delivered it, it will be my job to take it back later, so why not just put it in my office for a few days."
As he spoke, he dialed the internal line to call a few people and his eyes moved around the huge office several times.
After comparing them one by one and giving instructions back and forth, we finally decided on the location behind his desk, facing the office door.
"Just hang it here."
Shan Yin was still standing by the office door. From her angle, she could see the poem with the wrong word written on it at a glance.
She was about to ask if it was too conspicuous, but Pei Yunhe got ahead of her by asking the subordinates who had come to hang the wooden frames, "How is it? Can it be seen from outside?"
"I can see it. I can see it right away."
"That's good."
He glanced at Shan Yin with a flat expression, as if he was really helpless.
"My wife came all the way here to give me this as a wedding gift."
Shan Yin: ...
Never mind, there are still people here.
The subordinates showed a look of understanding.
He turned around and started shouting among the herd of high-priced cattle and horses:
[Boss, you're mistaken! It's a two-way agreement! Both sides agree!]
Zhong Yuan, who was still busy and overwhelmed, glanced at the message and looked at the warehouse full of wedding candies and souvenirs. He frowned.
Are you sure it's two-way?
He seemed to see a peacock spreading its tail feathers.
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Originally, after hanging the ebony frames in the office, Pei Yunhe planned to take Shan Yin to Xiaohanlu for a while before returning to Yilanzhou. However, Zhong Yuan came hurriedly to report a piece of news. Pei Yunhe's face became serious. He asked Shan Yin to wait for him in the office and turned to go to the meeting room again.
The meeting lasted two hours, and it was soon past time to get off work and time for dinner.
Shan Yin didn't care too much. She was just sitting around doing nothing anyway. She was waiting for Pei Yunhe in the office. Pei Yunhe sent people to bring her food in waves. Zhong Yuan asked her if she wanted to watch a TV show or read a book to pass the time. She asked Zhong Yuan for a few copies of Xiaohan's corporate brochures.
Xiaohan is a large group company with distinct hierarchies but it has done a good job in flat management. Its organizational structure is clear. In recent years, it has been transforming and reforming in line with market changes, and the development and adjustment of its business segments are also timely.
She had followed Su Daosheng for many years, and although she had handled some of the Su family's affairs, as an orphan, it was difficult for her to have much say in the affairs of the company.
Su Daosheng also cherished her and didn't want her to be involved in those messy things, so he didn't let her stay in the Su family's company for a long time, nor did he give her any real name.
However, she could still see that the operation of the entire Xiaohan Group was much smoother than that of the Su family's company. The organizational structure and strategic layout alone were much more neat and clean than the old-fashioned style of the Su family.
It is no wonder that Pei Yunhe is so busy all day long, traveling on business all the time, and he has to do everything himself.
Looking at the long row of documents on the desk waiting for Pei Yunhe's signature, Shan Yin couldn't help but feel curious about what Pei Yunhe looked like at work.
Is he also the usual gentle and elegant one?
Or does he look a little arrogant when he is secretly angry?
Or maybe, it's something she hasn't seen yet.
She couldn't imagine it, but suddenly she felt bad for him.
Her stomach growled slightly. She didn't eat much of the snacks and food that Pei Yunhe had brought her. She had wanted to wait for Pei Yunhe to come back and eat together, so that he wouldn't say that she made them feel that there was no harmony.
But when the sun was about to set and the sky was covered with a gray-blue color after disappearing into the orange-red, Pei Yunhe had not yet dismissed the meeting.
Shan Yin hesitated for a moment, then got up to look for someone from the president's office.
There were a few people still on duty inside. Just as they were about to ask whether they should pass the message on her behalf, Zhong Yuan came up from the conference room downstairs.
"Boss Pei said that this party won't be over for a while. If you're done eating, he asked me to take you home first."
"Is it serious?" she asked softly.
Zhong Yuan smiled at her and said, "Not really. It's just that this happened suddenly and it's hard to make a decision."
"Oh." That's fine.
Shan Yin understood how difficult it was for them to be managers, and also sympathized with the hard work of the president's office, so she just said there was no need to send them off, and she could just take a taxi back by herself.
But Zhong Yuan refused to do so. "That won't do. President Pei specifically instructed me to send you back safely. Otherwise, I won't be able to report back."
If the distance wasn't too far and the meeting couldn't be suspended for so long, Pei Yunhe would have planned to take her back himself.
But Pei Yunhe used his eyes to tell Zhong Yuan not to tell Shan Yin, so Zhong Yuan didn't say it.
"That's troublesome."
"No trouble, it's my duty."
It took another few dozen minutes to get back to Yilanzhou. When getting off the car, Zhong Yuan still said that the meeting had not ended. After Shan Yin finished washing up, rested for a while and lay back on the bed, Zhong Yuan still said that the meeting had not ended.
Pei Yunhe was probably very busy and didn't have the energy to say much to her, so he just sent her a message asking her to go to bed first.
Shan Yin originally wanted to ask him when he would be back and whether he needed to leave the door open, but then he thought, Yilanzhou was where he lived most of the time, and the door password was his birthday, so there was no question of whether to leave the door open or not.
She was also afraid that she would bother him by asking too many questions, so after thinking it over, she only replied with one sentence: Be careful on the road.
By eleven o'clock in the evening, Shan Yin still didn't see any sound of cars coming and going outside. She sat for a while, left the corridor light on the second floor, and went into the master bedroom to rest.
He woke up early the next morning. Perhaps because he had waited too long at night, he slept even more deeply in the second half of the night. Dan Yin couldn't remember whether he heard the sound of Pei Yunhe coming back.
She opened the door to the master bedroom and just as she took a step outside, she noticed that the corridor light that had been left on last night had been turned off.
She remembered Pei Yunhe saying that if he didn't love her, he would just sleep in the light, and thought that he might have come back.
His eyes only fell on the door of the guest bedroom, which was tightly closed, exactly the same as it was yesterday when he left.
It's like going out to work early again.
Dan Yin couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. It was a bit empty, but what lingered in his heart was not only sadness, but also a little worry.
He is really busy.
But before she could think about it, her phone suddenly rang with a WeChat call. Shan Yin picked it up and saw a big moon emoji on the screen, followed by the English word MOON.
Her eyebrows curved, revealing a gentle look of joy. As soon as she pressed the answer button, a warm and cheerful voice came from the receiver.
"Sing! Congratulations!"
Shan Yin knew what the visitor was congratulating her for, and she was happy, and her already gentle tone became even more gentle.
"Yue'er, thank you."
"Oh no! I told you to call me Moon. My full name sounds weird. I haven't called you that name for a long time. Everyone here calls me Moon!"
The voice on the other end was powerful and could be heard clearly in the empty corridor even without the hands-free mode.
Shan Yin pursed her lips and smiled, thinking that the name really didn't suit her master.
The caller was the daughter of Shan Yin's aunt, her cousin, one of the few remaining relatives of the Su family, named Jing Rouyue.
Jing Rouyue is eight years younger than Xiao Danyin. He immigrated abroad with his aunt's family more than ten years ago. He is not in line with the gentle name at all. He is carefree, straightforward and cheerful.
In addition to the open education she received abroad, Jing Rouyue became more and more outgoing. She is straightforward with her elders and relatives and likes what she likes.
She likes her cousin Shan Yin. Although she always calls Shan Yin by her English name, this does not prevent her from worrying about Shan Yin even though she is half a world away.
Her voice came out of the phone receiver again: "We've been working on term papers these days. You know, it's final week, and we've been really busy. I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't congratulate you right away. Don't be mad at me! I was just worried that the jet lag yesterday would disturb your wedding night!"
Shan Yin was not angry. On the contrary, she felt very relieved to receive Jing Rouyue's blessing.
She comforted him softly, "It's okay, you're having a hard time."
"I'm having such a hard time! Don't you know I still have to go to graduate school Co-op after finals week?! Oh my gosh, I don't know why my mom is torturing me like this!"
"Moon, you can't use the word 'abuse'." Shan Yin corrected her with a smile, "Auntie also wants to train you."
"Fine, I know I'm not good at Chinese, but I surf the Internet. My mommy just abuses me."
Shan Yin smiled bitterly, feeling a little bit at a loss for words. He also felt that the unreasonable Jing Rouyue seemed somewhat similar to someone.
"Okay, don't talk about me anymore. I'm here to congratulate you!" Jing Rouyue complained a few words and then turned the topic back to Shan Yin, "Sing, how are you? How is your marriage? How is my brother-in-law? Is he handsome? Do you like him?"
She asked a lot of questions at once, and suddenly mentioned Pei Yunhe. Shan Yin's gaze fell on the closed door of the guest bedroom again.
It had only been two days since her wedding, and every day...it couldn't be said that she was alone in the empty room, but it was an arranged marriage after all, and the relationship couldn't be the kind of free love that Jing Rouyue had imagined.
She didn't know how to answer Jing Rouyue. After hesitating for a while, she just replied, "Not bad."
"Not bad? That's why he's handsome. Do you like it?"
Jing Rouyue went abroad when she was very young, so her Chinese is not very good. In her understanding, "okay" is an affirmation of all her problems.
"Then you must be having a happy wedding! Enjoy it, Sing! When will you give me a baby niece to play with? I'll buy her lots of little dresses!"
"Well."
Shan Yin didn't expect Jing Rouyue's thoughts to jump so quickly. She didn't know how to explain to Jing Rouyue before she got to that point. Suddenly, the door that she was looking at suddenly shook and was pulled open from the inside.
Crystal clear water droplets rolled down his fair and broad chest, reflecting the dazzling sunlight. Pei Yunhe appeared in front of her again, with only a bath towel wrapped around his lower body.
Suddenly, they saw Shan Yin standing opposite them with the phone in his hand. They looked at each other in silence.
Only Jing Rouyue was still waiting for Shan Yin's response on the other end of the phone.
After hearing Shan Yin make a sound and then remain silent for a long time, Jing Rouyue called out a few times but still received no response. She felt a pang in her heart and thought that Shan Yin had something to be ashamed of saying.
There’s a word in Chinese, “unspeakable secret”, yes, “unspeakable secret”.
He became even more anxious for his cousin, and shouted at the top of his voice out of concern. His voice came straight out of the receiver and echoed throughout the silent second floor.
"What's wrong, Sing? You don't want to have children? Why? Is there something wrong with your brother-in-law? What's your brother-in-law like? Is he handsome? Does he have a good figure?"
"Ah! If you don't have a child, is it because he's too old and no longer sexually competent?!"
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Tough little sun/a cool and restrained boy in the early stage and a loving and rough male mother in the later stage
Lin Zhi/Bo Yu
Pseudo-bone.Section/Reunion
1.
When Lin Zhi was adopted into the Lin family at the age of eight, she was scared when she first saw Lin Yu.
He was aloof and serious, and was so outstanding in every way that she could not catch up.
Later, Lin Yu helped her beat away the hooligans in the school, took her home and gave her a cold education.
She was holding her stomach but she wasn't pretending to be in pain. He caught a glimpse of a red mark on the back of her pants.
So he went back out, braved the wind and rain to buy a small package from the canteen. He didn't care that his shoulders were mostly wet and his hair was dripping with water. He turned away from her fixed gaze, opened the package and taught her how to use it -
Lin Zhi couldn't help but ask him why he did that.
Lin Yu replied: "This is what a brother should do to his sister."
2.
Later, a car accident took away Lin's father, and Lin Yu's whereabouts were unknown.
Eight years passed, and Lin Zhi found Lin Yu, who had changed his name to Bo Yu, in a dilapidated silversmith shop in a small town. He had forgotten her and his former self.
The common people were afraid of dirtying her skirt if they got close to her.
But she was no longer afraid and approached him shamelessly like she did when she was a child.
Until he once again shielded her from the wind and rain, secretly kissed her eyelashes under the cover of night, and traced the shape of her lips with his calloused thumb...
And, in the humid bathroom, facing her abandoned clothes, his broad chest heaving, he closed his eyes and called out her name in a daze.
Lin Zhi blocked him in the street corner and kissed him, and new buds grew on the dead branches.
She asked, "Is this what a brother should do to his sister?"
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After the winter snow, the breeze kisses the trees and new branches sprout.
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Childhood sweethearts fake bones. Science market rough man literature
But in essence, he is still a sentimental gentleman and a little sun
We are not in the same household registration book.
Shuang Jie, both only like each other