This is Shengwu's side.

After she was pulled away by Chen Guiwu, he took her directly to the study.

Chen Guiwu set up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, then took out a book and sat in front of the desk holding Sheng Wu's hand.

"What are you going to do?" Sheng Wu raised her eyebrows.

Shen Guiwu held her and sat on her lap, then took her right hand in his right hand and ground with her.

"I want to teach you to read."

"Why?"

Sheng Wu was a little confused. She tilted her head slightly and glanced at the man. Her eyes happened to catch a glimpse of his temples. It seemed that he had more silver hair than before, but that hair was not the dry hair of an old person.

It is an extremely soft and beautiful color, like the white of floating catkins in the snow.

Beneath Shen Guiwu's elegant and gentlemanly demeanor, there is actually a unique sense of youthfulness, because he seems to have no signs of aging, only mature charm.

Chen Guiwu's face leaned intimately against her slender shoulders, grinding with a calm and gentle voice.

"I want to teach you everything you need to know about self-preservation, so that if I disappear one day, you can still survive on your own."

"......" Sheng Wu's fingertips paused, her eyelids suddenly raised, and her tone was no longer gentle and coquettish, but very calm.

"Gui Wu, are you hiding something from me?"

Chen Guiwu seemed to have expected that she would ask this question. After a moment's hesitation, he did not hesitate.

Directly and frankly, "Yes, I have hidden something from you."

As he spoke, his left hand tightly wrapped around Sheng Wu's slender waist, and the two of them were very close.

"...But Awu, forgive me for not being able to tell you now. Anyway, I will not let you down and will always believe in you."

The last sentence seemed to refer to Shen Junsheng's abnormal behavior today, but Shen Guiwu did not point it out, and Sheng Wu naturally did not say much.

Hearing his words, Sheng Wu raised her eyebrows, then smiled slightly, and leaned back gently in his arms.

"Okay, I believe you."

But there was no true emotion in her slightly drooped light-colored pupils, only the indifference of an outsider.

She didn't care whether Chen Guiwu lied to her or not. If he didn't lie, it didn't matter. If he did...

She would make him pay.

......

After that night, Chen Guiwu always came back and occasionally took Sheng Wu to read and write, personally interpreted some ancient books and poems for her, and took her to practice shooting from time to time. The previous ambush of Sheng Wu was still under investigation.

Of course, after spending a few days with Sheng Wu, Chen Guiwu had to go to the Chamber of Commerce to handle business during the day.

Shen Junsheng also returned to live in the Shen family. It seemed that he would not do anything out of line as he had promised Shen Qinghuan. He would only occasionally go to Sheng Wu with delicious and fun things.

Although all he got in return was her sarcasm and indifference, Shen Junsheng never got tired of it.

As for Shen Qinghuan, ever since she snatched the lotus seeds to rescue Sheng Wu that day, she still avoided Sheng Wu. Occasionally when she met her, she would avoid Sheng Wu's gaze, call out "stepmother" and then leave.

Sheng Wu never took the initiative to talk to her.

Until one day.

The four members of the Shen family had gone out. Sheng Wu was bored and idle, and too lazy to call Gu Bai. She simply pulled Chunxi and went for a walk on the street.

"Ma'am, do you want to buy some clothes?"

Chunxi stared at the tailor shop in front of him.

Now that Shengwu is not doing anything bad, there is naturally no need for Chunxi to call her Miss.

"Well, let's see if there are any new nice clothes."

Sheng Wu nodded and walked straight to a tailor shop that looked very low-key but exquisitely decorated. Chunxi hurriedly followed her without saying anything.

"Miss... are you here to buy clothes or fabrics?" An old tailor saw Sheng Wu, who was dressed richly and looked extremely beautiful, and immediately walked forward warmly.

"I'm here to buy clothes."

Sheng Wu looked at the clothes on the models in the tailor shop. There were cheongsams and some modified small dresses, but she just didn't like those dresses very much and walked straight towards the cheongsams.

Upon hearing this, the old tailor smiled and said, "Then you've come to the right place. My tailor shop has been open for over 20 years, specializing in cheongsams. It's a well-known shop in the city."

As he spoke, the old tailor subconsciously looked at the material and style of the cheongsam on Sheng Wu out of professional habit, but his eyebrows paused and he hesitated.

Sheng Wu didn't notice it either, she just touched the fabric of the cheongsam on the model and asked, "Are the cheongsams here all flat-cut?"

The old tailor was still unsure of his guess, but when he heard Sheng Wu's words, he immediately nodded in response.

"Ah, yes, they are mostly flat cuts."

The old tailor wearing round glasses looked at the buttoning position of Sheng Wu's collar, frowned and said in confusion, "Strange, this technique is obviously only known to him..."

Sheng Wu noticed and raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

Following the old tailor's gaze, I looked at the buttons on my collar that were in the shape of large petals inlaid with small pearl petals. There was nothing wrong with it.

The old tailor smiled, frowned slightly, and spoke with a feeling of something strange.

"The buttons on this cheongsam, if I'm guessing correctly, require the fabric to be cut at a certain angle, starched three times, ironed, and lined. Copper wire is then wrapped in the middle, and the buttons are then shaped and stuffed with cotton. There are some other complex processes involved."

"Moreover, the other craftsmanship of the cheongsam you're wearing is also extremely exquisite and unique, and extremely difficult to come by. I've only had the privilege of witnessing this on someone who once studied with me for some time. Now that you're wearing such a fine cheongsam, why are you coming to my shop to buy one? I'm just a little curious."

Hearing this, Sheng Wu raised her eyebrows, "Who is that person?"

The old tailor immediately stopped talking and smiled without saying anything. "Sorry, this is a confidential matter and cannot be revealed to anyone."

"Then I'll guess."

Sheng Wu did not make things difficult for him. She just lowered her beautiful eyes, then suddenly raised them and spoke.

"It's the Patriarch of the Shen family, Shen Guiwu, right?"

Although it was a question, there was an answer in Sheng Wu's eyes.

Hearing this, the old tailor's eyes widened for a moment, obviously surprised that she actually guessed it.

"You...eh, that's not what I said." He was a little flustered.

"Don't worry, old sir, I won't tell Gui Wu." Sheng Wu smiled slightly.

Hearing her calling the word "Guiwu" in such a familiar tone, the old tailor suddenly remembered something.

"Ah, you, you are not the new wife that Mr. Shen married!"

He had heard about this matter, but he couldn't believe that Mr. Shen would really marry a girl who was more than 20 years younger than him.

But now, looking at the cheongsam that Sheng Wu was wearing, it was not difficult for him to believe that Chen Guiwu really doted on this young lady.

He actually made a cheongsam for her with his own hands!