Chapter 45: Dispute

Pei Luoshu, who was sitting nearby, felt very uncomfortable watching this.

He didn't want Chen Shiyi to get too close to other men, but think about it, how could he object?

He felt sad and asked Chen Shiyi.

"Who are these two people to you?"

Chen Shiyi moved a chair and sat down.

"When I was just exiled, they helped me a lot. Li Mao bullied me on my way back, and he helped me to drive Li Mao away. There was a hurricane and the roof of my house was completely blown off. It was also him who helped me to repair the house."

Pei Luoshu felt even more sad.

"No wonder you're so nice to him."

Chen Shiyi said with a smile.

"That's nothing. He helped me without expecting anything in return."

She thought of something and asked Pei Luoshu again.

"What do you think of marrying him? He is a good and capable person. You will never have to worry about food and clothing if you follow him, and you won't have to worry about bad people."

Pei Luoshu was extremely upset.

How could she ask him such a question?

"He looks quite old."

Chen Shiyi frowned slightly.

"He is twenty-one, the same age as my eldest son."

"They are much older than you."

"Seven years apart, that's not bad."

"Just think about it, when you were 20, they were almost 30, half of their bodies were buried in the ground."

Chen Shiyi was stunned.

"Isn't that exaggerated?"

Pei Luoshu curled his lips. He spoke too fast.

Chen Shiyi thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

"You're right. My father died before he was 40. He was not half buried in the ground. I really can't keep him. So what kind of person do you think I should look for?"

Pei Luoshu was very happy.

"You should look for me, oh, someone my age, two or three years older than you, just right."

"Okay, I'll do as you say, but I have to wait until I get the indenture. I just don't know if I can get rid of it."

"Of course you can."

Wen Zhiheng did not come back for dinner that day, so Chen Shiyi was happy and at ease.

When she went to the stream to wash clothes humming a tune, she was halfway through washing when a dark figure sank down.

Chen Shiyi raised her eyes and saw Wen Zhiheng squatting beside her. His eyes were so deep that they made her feel numb all over.

She swallowed and stepped back silently.

"Did you meet Cui Yongan today?"

"Yes, I see."

"I told you before that you were not to see him again."

"We just met, not on our own initiative."

"Even if you meet him in the future, you must treat him as a stranger and not talk to him."

Chen Shiyi slammed the hammer hard several times.

"Look, now you forbid me this and that, and you also said that you will treat me well in the future and let me live a good life. In the future, you will lock me in the room and not allow me to get close to others. This is the good life you promised."

Wen Zhiheng replied eagerly.

"How can it be the same? He is a man, don't you know how to avoid suspicion?"

Chen Shiyi shouted fearlessly.

"I'm avoiding suspicion? If it weren't for others helping me, I would have been beaten to death by thugs on the road. Where were you at that time? Why do you want me to avoid suspicion?"

"What?"

"He told me where to live, gave me meat to eat, and helped me repair my house without any grudges. But you only said that I was his maid. Who do you think you are in front of him?"

Wen Zhiheng was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

"Chen Shiyi..."

No one dared to talk to him like that.

Never!

Chen Shiyi calmed down and realized that he had spoken without thinking.

But she didn't intend to admit her mistake. She went out to make money, so there was no reason for her not to contact outsiders.

Now that you've been exiled here, it's simply not going to work if you still use the Kyoto system.

Wen Zhiheng panted and fell into the stream. The water covered half of his body. The water under his feet was cool. He scooped up the cool water and poured it on his face. Only then did he feel a little relieved from his anger. He turned around and raised his hand to pull Chen Shiyi down as well. He felt that Chen Shiyi should calm down as well.

Chen Shiyi was suddenly pulled into the water and was completely submerged in the stream, choking on the water.

She struggled frantically in fear and was finally picked up by a hand.

She was soaking wet, her hair hung on her shoulders, and her mouth was slightly open as she breathed.

Wen Zhiheng looked at Chen Shiyi in front of him. His eyes were wet and misty. He looked like a stubborn and weak little elf, but his heart was soft as a mess.

He pulled Chen Shiyi into his arms.

"Okay, no more trouble."

When Chen Shiyi calmed down a little, he held her face and wanted to kiss her, but Chen Shiyi dodged and pushed him away with both hands.

Wen Zhiheng staggered back a step, the fire in his heart flaring up again.

She just despised him and rejected him again and again.

He was unwilling to accept it.

He stepped forward and grabbed her arm, but was pushed away by the powerful Chen Shiyi.

"Get out of the way. Don't think I won't hit you just because you're the eldest master."

Wen Zhiheng still wanted to catch her.

"Let me see how you're going to beat me."

Upon seeing this, Chen Shiyi hurriedly grabbed a stone and smashed it on his forehead.

Wen Zhiheng was not careful and she hit him on the forehead, leaving a bloody hole. In an instant, bright red blood flowed down Wen Zhiheng's face.

Chen Shiyi was kneeling in the middle of the courtyard, all wet, with his back straight.

Mrs. Wen was bandaging Wen Zhiheng's wound and she was crying with heartache.

"You are a servant, how dare you hurt your master?"

Chen Shiyi stiffened his neck and said nothing.

Wen Zhiheng sighed.

"Eleven, get up quickly and change your clothes to avoid catching a cold."

Mrs. Wen said sharply.

"Just kneel here until you realize your mistakes."

Chen Shiyi said in a deep voice.

"I am right."

"you…"

Mrs. Wen was panting with anger.

"Then you just keep kneeling."

After Wen Zhiheng had bandaged the wound, he took Chen Shiyi in one hand and brought her into her room.

After closing the door, Wen Zhiheng carefully placed her on the bed stool.

"I was wrong recently. I apologize to you. You want your indenture. Okay, I'll give it to you when we return to the capital. You can go wherever you want in the future. I'll give you freedom."

Chen Shiyi finally came to his senses and asked in disbelief.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

He turned to open the door and spoke again.

"Change your clothes to avoid catching a cold."

Wen Zhirou leaned against the door of Wen Zhiheng's room, looking at his forehead wrapped in white cloth, and couldn't help laughing.

Wen Zhiheng asked expressionlessly.

"Is it funny?"

Wen Zhirou cursed.

“You deserve it.”

"Can you change your habit of speaking harshly?"

Wen Zhirou spoke in a serious tone.

"Brother, Eleven is very easy to please. If you treat her well, she will treat you a hundred times better. If you force her, she will fight you to the death."

"But if I go along with her, she'll leave me."

"Then why don't you just make her unable to leave you? There are so many good ways to do this, why bother making such a fuss?"

"I have already promised that when we reach the capital, I will return her bond to her and set her free."

Wen Zhirou looked puzzled.

"That's not like you."

"Well, you know me. I plan to make Eleven follow me wholeheartedly before returning to the capital. There is no way I will let her go."