Chapter 50 Not Everyone is Deserving of Her

Chen Shiyi did not call him, hiding under his clothes and not wanting to speak.

Pei Luoshu looked at Chen Shiyi with warm eyes.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Okay, that's it."

"If you are," Pei Luoshu said courageously, "if you don't want to go home, you can stay at my house, I..."

Chen Shiyi chuckled.

"No need. The young master will definitely be looking for me everywhere. If he finds me in your house, he will kill you with his temper."

She turned her head and looked aside.

"I don't want to get you into trouble."

"How can this be considered a burden? I'm begging for..."

"What time is it?"

Chen Shiyi interrupted Pei Luoshu from saying anything.

"Shen Shichu."

Chen Shiyi returned the outer robe covering his body to Pei Luoshu, then slowly stood up.

"I want to go back."

"Were they very mean to you?"

Chen Shiyi lowered his eyes.

"It doesn't matter whether it's good or not, I have no home to go back to, that's the fact."

Pei Luoshu was very sad.

"Eleven, I'll take you away and give you a home, okay?"

Chen Shiyi felt warm at heart after hearing this.

Of course!

However, she occasionally overheard what the eldest and second young masters talked about, and she understood that the eldest young master had now hooked up with a powerful and influential person in the capital, and was running around to spread the news of the injustice of the Marquis' Mansion.

With his current strength, he dealt with the Pei family mother and son who took him in without any effort.

She ran to the mass grave in order not to implicate anyone.

But she also needs to release her inner fear, helplessness, and despair.

"not good."

Chen Shiyi watched Pei Luoshu's burning gaze gradually die out.

"I send you?"

"No need."

Chen Shiyi walked slowly in front, and Pei Luoshu followed closely not far away.

"You should go back soon!"

Pei Luoshu spoke sullenly.

"You go your way, and I go mine."

Chen Shiyi was stunned.

She saw the boy's worn clothes covered with dust, his black hair fluttering in the wind, his love was passionate and forbearing, but Zhang Yang was silent.

The regret of wanting to have but not being able to have was revealed in the boy's stubborn eyes.

Chen Shiyi felt sad, but he also knew that there was an insurmountable mountain between them.

"Please go away!"

Chen Shiyi saw that Pei Luoshu was still standing there stubbornly.

Suddenly, she fell to her knees.

"If the young master comes looking for you, you will die."

Pei Luoshu's nose felt sore and he reached out his hand towards Chen Shiyi, but put it down halfway.

"Get up quickly. I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he turned and ran towards Ping'an Town.

Chen Shiyi knelt there for a long time, until he could no longer be seen, before he slowly stood up and walked towards the Fengming Courtyard.

She didn't want to go back, but she thought about it for a long time and realized that she had nowhere to go in this world.

Wen Zhiheng finally saw Chen Shiyi on the way to the town.

He ran towards Chen Shiyi desperately and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Where did you go? I looked for you everywhere but couldn't find you. I thought something happened to you."

Chen Shiyi endured it woodenly, only glancing into the distance before looking away.

Wen Zhiheng's voice was hoarse with fatigue, and he couldn't help choking up.

"This will never happen again. I've already told them. They won't interfere with you doing anything you don't want to do. I promise."

"Come home with me, okay?"

When the people in the courtyard saw Wen Zhiheng bring back Chen Shiyi, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Wen frowned.

"Heng'er, I told you, if she leaves us, where can she go? She still has to come back obediently. You just get used to her, and see what kind of temper she has developed."

There was a hint of anger in Wen Zhiheng's words.

"Mom, we've already agreed on this."

Mrs. Wen snorted coldly, walked into the room and slammed the door.

Wen Zhiheng turned around and comforted Chen Shiyi who had been silent the whole time.

"Go and have a rest, and don't worry about other things for now."

Chen Shiyi raised his eyes to see the bloodshot in Wen Zhiheng's eyes and nodded.

She lit the wick of the small bamboo lamp on the bedside, and the colors in the lamp instantly brightened.

The little man in the painting looks adorable, as if he is about to burst into laughter at any moment while dozing off.

Chen Shiyi rarely felt warm and peaceful.

She is staying here now, pretending to be humble and trying to get her indenture no matter what.

Last night, when Wen Zhiheng was unconscious, he kept murmuring.

"I won't let you leave."

These words kept repeating in his mouth, over and over again.

The eldest master was too possessive of himself, and he could not allow himself to escape from him or betray him.

She thought that she probably couldn't stay in Changning Street any longer.

After all, love grows over time, and it will be known to others to some extent. What if the young master knew Pei Luoshu's feelings for him...

She doesn't want to hurt him!

There are still two days left in this month's lease, and I won't renew it after I'm done.

Unexpectedly, when he woke up the next day, Wen Zhiheng wanted to go to Changning Street with him to sell cakes.

"Is everything all right in the mine?"

"It's okay. I asked for sick leave from the manager."

Chen Shiyi subconsciously didn't want him to go, but he had no better reason.

When Aunt Zhao saw the eldest young master again, her eyes were filled with joy.

When Wen Zhiheng went to fetch water for himself, Aunt Zhao touched Chen Shiyi with her shoulder.

"Your eldest son is so handsome. Has he married yet?"

Chen Shiyi shook his head.

"no."

"Oh, I wonder how many girls will give him sachets."

"Oh, he's engaged."

"What's the big deal? There are so many people waiting in line to be my concubine. If I look at this handsome guy every day, I will live a few more years."

Wen Zhiheng's appearance was indeed very attractive. During the few months that Chen Shiyi was busy on Changning Street, there were always people lining up to buy cakes.

And they were all women, with the occasional man coming in because they thought the cakes here were delicious.

As soon as he stood here, Chen Shiyi's hand never stopped.

"It attracts bees and butterflies."

Wen Zhiheng had a smile on his face.

"Are you jealous?"

Chen Shiyi was too lazy to pay attention to him and was busy with his business.

He held his head up and kept looking at her.

"If my little Eleven is jealous of me, I can be happy all day long."

Chen Shiyi said expressionlessly.

"The eldest master's brain is probably burned out. Turn left at the end of Changning Street. The doctor there is very skilled and may be able to cure him."

Wen Zhiheng didn't seem to mind Chen Shiyi talking to him like that. Instead, he felt relieved when he saw that Chen Shiyi seemed to be joking with him.

He had nothing to do, so he looked around and saw the fan that Chen Shiyi had neatly put away.

The painting on the fan and the painting on the bamboo lamp were painted by the same person.

A nameless fire suddenly rose in his chest.

"Eleven, the lotus on it is painted very beautifully."

Chen Shiyi responded when he had some free time.

"Yes, I made the round fan and begged the scholar to paint it for me."

Wen Zhiheng laughed.

"Whatever you want to draw in the future, I will draw it for you. It will be much better than what some shady people can draw."

After saying this, he threw the fan into the fire.

"Not everything is worthy of my Eleven."

Chen Shiyi watched disdainfully as the fan she had held for a whole summer was burned by Wen Zhiheng.

She lowered her eyes and said nothing, just concentrating on making cakes. Her palms trembled slightly, but she avoided it well.

Wen Zhiheng's face darkened a little when he looked at Chen Shiyi.

"Why? Are you feeling sad?"

"Why did you destroy my things without my permission?"

"It's just a fan. I'll give you as many as you want in the future. I've seen round fans owned by girls. The handles are made of Huainan seed jade. They are warm in winter and cool in summer. They are very comfortable to hold. The fan cover is made of Sichuan brocade and is decorated with gold thread. The best embroiderers in the capital use double-sided embroidery to make them. This is the one that suits you."

"I'm not from a wealthy family, but I just like bamboo fans."