Chapter 34 A handsome man emerges from his bath, and Shi Yang suffers a nosebleed.
Cold medicines all contain sleep-inducing ingredients.
Shi Yang has been waking up very late these past few days.
After a moment of blankness, I remembered what Ji Peiheng had said before I went to bed last night.
We're going back to the old house today.
I got out of bed, still sleepy, and went to the bathroom feeling dizzy.
Push open the door.
He bumped headfirst into a warm wall.
Shi Yang's vision went black from the impact, and he took a step back to see the scene before him.
A hazy mist surrounded him, revealing a large expanse of cold white chest and clearly defined abdominal muscles. Water droplets greedily trickled down his bulging abs, finally dissipating between his legs.
He wasn't wearing anything at all!
She asked blankly, still half-asleep, "Why aren't you dressed?"
"Are you going to take a shower and get dressed?"
Ji Peiheng narrowed his eyes, raising an eyebrow meaningfully: "You have a nosebleed?"
ah?
Shi Yang felt a warm sensation, touched it with his fingertip, and found a small spot of scarlet on his fingertip.
She only realized later that she had a nosebleed.
His incoherent excuse was: "I must have been suffering from internal heat."
"...Oh, what a temper."
Sensing the sarcasm in his words, Shi Yang remained silent for a moment.
She's so disappointing.
It's not like we haven't seen it before...
With a flushed face, she wiped away the blood and went to wash up.
When she came out again, she had regained her calm and composed designer demeanor.
She changed into a dignified dress and put on elegant makeup.
Ji Peiheng had already finished tidying up. After his gaze lingered on her for a moment, his captivating peach blossom eyes were full of amusement: "So...elegant...ah..."
His drawn-out tone took her back to the scene an hour earlier.
Shi Yang pinched the hem of her skirt and glared at him: "If we don't leave now, we'll be late."
Ji Peiheng lazily picked up his coat: "Coming."
...
Shi Yang and Ji Peiheng entered the old house hand in hand.
The servants greeted them at the door and helped them find slippers: "Second Young Master, Second Madam, you're back."
Then he said to Ji Peiheng, "Second Young Master, the teacher is already waiting for you in the study."
Ji Peiheng nodded and glanced back at Shi Yang.
Shi Yang was still bending over to change his shoes.
The buckles on my high heels are stuck.
I was troubled,
Ji Peiheng bent his knees and half-squatted, holding her slender ankle with one hand, while his long, nimble fingers of the other hand unfastened the clasp.
With a slight tug, the shoe came off.
Only then did he stand up again.
The servants watched, exchanging surprised glances.
The aloof and arrogant second young master actually bowed his head and knelt down to take off his wife's shoes.
Shi Yang said, "Go to the study quickly, Dad is waiting for you."
Ji Peiheng: "Then wait for me."
"Where else could I go?"
They talked like an ordinary young couple, and it was inexplicably heartwarming.
The servants only felt that the scene before them was happy and harmonious.
Who was it that said Miss Shi would inevitably suffer terribly after marrying the Second Young Master? Now it seems that the relationship between the Second Young Master and his wife is the envy of everyone.
Shi Yang asked again, "Where's Mom?"
The maid snapped out of her daze: "Madam is in the kitchen."
When Shi Yang entered, she saw Qin Lan directing the servants: "That fish needs to be tender and fresh, Yangyang loves it the most, it absolutely can't be overcooked, steam it. And that shrimp..."
Her words, though implied, all revolved around what she liked to eat.
Shi Yang stood at the door, looking on, a pang of sorrow welling up in her heart.
She used to often see Song Zhihua in the kitchen preparing Shi Yue's favorite foods with the maid, and she would constantly remind the maid of Shi Yue's preferences and dietary restrictions.
She experienced what it felt like to be cared for.
It's so good.
When Qin Lan turned around, she saw that Shi Yang seemed quite happy.
The next second, he saw the tears welling up in her eyes and was startled: "Yangyang, what's wrong? Did Ji Peiheng bully you? Come on, come on, take me to him."
This is outrageous!
Qin Lan angrily dragged Shi Yang outside.
Shi Yang quickly stopped her: "Mom, you've misunderstood, you've misunderstood. Ji Peiheng didn't bully me."
"What's wrong with you?"
"No, I just feel that my mom is so good to me, she cooks so many delicious meals for me." She choked up as she spoke.
Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.
Shi Yang herself felt it was pretentious, but she really hadn't experienced family affection for far too long.
When her family didn't love her, she suppressed all her longing for love deep in her heart, but that doesn't mean she didn't yearn for it.
Qin Lan understood why she suddenly cried, and held her hand tenderly: "Good child, don't cry, I will be your mother from now on."
In the study.
Ji Chengan inquired about the company's recent situation.
He only treated it as casual conversation and basically stopped getting involved in company affairs.
With a flourish of his hand, Ji Cheng'an finished the last stroke, placed the fine wolf-hair brush on the shelf, and admired his work with satisfaction.
"Pei Heng, what do you think of this calligraphy?"
Ji Peiheng glanced at it and gave his evaluation: "The composition is well-balanced, the brushstrokes are broken but the meaning is connected, showing a free and unrestrained style."
Ji Cheng'an's eyes flashed with approval, and he was about to praise him for his good taste.
Ji Peiheng changed the subject: "But if the imitation is too obvious, it will be difficult to highlight one's own style."
Ji Cheng'an glared at him: "Why is it so hard to hear you say something nice?"
“I’m just telling you the truth so you can improve. Of course, if Father only wants to hear compliments, I’m not afraid to say them.” Ji Peiheng sipped his tea. “But Father, this tea is really quite good.”
Ji Cheng'an carefully examined his youngest son, who was lounging in his chair, sipping tea as leisurely as ever. However, the faint hint of pleasure in his eyes was hard to ignore, indicating that he was doing quite well after being married for a few months.
"You and your daughter-in-law have a good relationship?"
Ji Peiheng swirled his cup, remaining silent.
But the posture is relaxed.
The meaning is self-evident.
Ji Cheng'an sighed. He was now retired, and both his sons were outstanding individuals. His younger son had a happy family and a successful career. He and his wife were originally looking forward to enjoying their retirement, spending time with their grandchildren. But then, his elder son got into a huge scandal over a divorced woman.
The thought of this gave him a headache, and he asked, "What do you think about your brother's situation?"
Ji Peiheng sat casually, speaking in a nonchalant tone: "Eldest brother bravely pursues what he loves; he has a true character."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
He doesn't allow that woman to come in!
"I want him to go back to work. You keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't go looking for that woman."
Ji Peiheng scoffed, "Dad, going back to the company is fine, but the rest is a bit unreasonable. My brother isn't a baby; I can't keep an eye on him like a baby. How can I possibly control who he goes to see..."
Besides, it's good that he went to see that woman; it saved him a lot of trouble.
"Fine, fine, I knew you couldn't be relied on."
Ji Cheng'an put away the Xuan paper and tidied up the brush and ink. He sat down with Ji Peiheng to drink tea, his expression becoming more serious: "There's something else I need to tell you. The old lady is coming back."
Ji Peiheng paused in his movement of holding the teacup.
Just then, a servant knocked on the door: "Sir, Second Young Master, the Eldest Young Master has returned."
Ji Cheng'an stood up: "Let's go, it's not easy for your brother to come back, let's have a good family reunion."
As soon as he came downstairs, Ji Cheng'an's face froze.
Because Ji Jinyu didn't come back alone; he had a woman with him.
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