Chapter 28: The Twenty-Eighth Day of Reservedness Fast forward to the past, keep your distance...
"Are you feeling unwell?"
When her mind went blank, Shan Yin heard Pei Yunhe whispering in her ear again. She supported herself against the slippery and water-beaded wall of the bathroom and gritted her teeth to keep standing.
This sounded so familiar. He had asked the same question when she got up, but in just half a day, the meaning of the same sentence was completely different.
"Um?"
Pei Yunhe approached again, and seeing that Shan Yin did not respond, he changed his position several times.
His fingers are long and slender, with distinct joints...
Shan Yin was so embarrassed that she couldn't make a sound. She wanted to escape but he held her tightly. Only a few moans could flow out from between her teeth.
That was undoubtedly the best answer. Pei Yunhe was encouraged and fiddled with it more carefully.
When he brought his hand back in front of him, his fingertips were shiny and sticky. Shan Yin just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Pei Yunhe's hoarse voice: "Shan Yin, so smooth."
The blood in her body rushed to her brain. Just this one sentence was too much for her to bear, and the aftereffects that had just lingered in her body began to ripple again.
"You, bastard!"
She turned around and glared at Pei Yunhe, but Pei Yunhe pretended to be innocent again.
"What were you thinking? I was saying the walls were slippery."
As he spoke, he held Shan Yin's hand with that hand and smeared the crystal on the wall.
"Look."
I am speechless when I hear this.
She angrily wanted to hit Pei Yunhe, but Pei Yunhe grabbed her hand and moved his upper body away.
"Hey, I have a cold. Keep your distance. I might infect you."
Shan Yin glanced down and said, "You should keep your distance down there too."
Pei Yunhe tilted his head and stared at Shan Yin, "Turn around quickly and keep your distance."
She finally understood how to "keep distance".
But she had no strength at all and could only let Pei Yunhe play with her in a daze. He asked her to turn her back, saying that it was to avoid infecting her with a cold. Shan Yin didn't know whether to say he was considerate or cruel.
After a lot of tossing and turning, the one who looked as weak as if she had a cold was Dan Yin. Pei Yunhe wiped her dry from head to toe and carried her back to the bed.
Shan Yin was already half asleep. In a daze, she saw Pei Yunhe lying over her, about to kiss her. Shan Yin really wanted to sleep, so she reached out and beckoned him.
After Pei Yunhe was satisfied, he was obedient and leaned down. Shan Yin used the last bit of his strength to prop himself up and pecked him on the lips, not caring whether it was contagious or not.
"Seal, take a rest..."
She was so tired that after she finished this, she couldn't remember anything after that.
Pei Yunhe, on the other hand, felt satisfied both physically and mentally after receiving this kiss.
He tucked the corner of the quilt for Shan Yin and lay back down. The faint moonlight outside the window was reflected on the ceiling, the night breeze was gentle, the starry sky was boundless, and the person he loved was by his side.
It couldn't get any better than this, he thought.
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Ever since the two of them confirmed their relationship as husband and wife, Pei Yunhe has become addicted to it.
Coincidentally, he caught the cold again, which was enough reason for him to take several days off. He didn't even go to Xiaohan. He stayed in Yilanzhou with Shan Yin all day long, and only occasionally asked Zhong Yuan to send some documents to him so that he could work from home.
Shan Yin advised him to go back to work, but every time Pei Yunhe did this, he would act as if he had suffered a great injustice.
"Shan Yin, you are so cruel! I have a cold and I am a patient! You actually forced me to go to work?"
"Is this capitalist for you?"
Shan Yin felt that she was the one who was wronged.
Why didn't you see him when he was doing that? He was a patient and needed to rest...
From then on, the king no longer attended court early in the morning, and his words really came true.
"Don't even think about it. I worked almost all year round in the past few years. Why can't I take a few days of sick leave now?" Pei Yunhe had eaten his fill and cooked a table full of food to satisfy the two of them. He said this while adding more food to Shan Yin's meal, sounding as if it was a matter of course.
"Besides, doesn't Zhong Yuan send me documents every day? It's not like I'm really not working."
Yes, yes, yes.
Mr. Pei is right.
Shan Yin suddenly developed a sense of gratitude. After all, she was the one who didn't have a proper job, so it was not appropriate for her to make a comment.
As soon as he mentioned Cao Cao, he appeared. The doorbell rang, Pei Yunhe went to open the door, and Zhong Yuan came again.
As usual, he was wearing a neat suit and holding several folders in his hands, which contained documents that needed Pei Yunhe's processing, sorted by category.
As soon as the door opened, after greeting Pei Yunhe, he did not forget to say "Hello, Madam" to Shan Yin inside.
Pei Yunhe liked to hear this shout. After raising his eyebrows, he stood upright at the door, listening to Zhong Yuan's detailed report on the situation, nodding or giving instructions from time to time.
From a distance, Shan Yin saw that he was clearly wearing a set of sapphire blue silk home clothes that draped freely, but his figure was tall and slender, his back was straight, his head was slightly lowered, and the bangs that fell on his eyelids could not hide his focused and serious gaze.
He seems like a natural clothes hanger. When the circumstances change, his temperament also changes. He can become President Pei who can plan and win battles thousands of miles away at any time.
This was Pei Yunhe's usual look when he was working. Shan Yin watched quietly and felt that he had indeed misunderstood Pei Yunhe just now.
"Okay. Go back."
Pei Yunhe's voice was still a little hoarse. After Zhong Yuan put away the documents in his hand, he asked carefully, "Mr. Pei, when will you go back to work?"
Pei Yunhe didn't like hearing this and glared at him: "What? If I don't go back, no one will pay you?"
Zhong Yuan said embarrassedly: "That's not the case..."
He took out his tablet again, clicked on the work schedule and handed it to Pei Yunhe: "There is a temporary meeting scheduled for tomorrow. The personnel changes and equity adjustments of the Yunsu branch require your participation in the decision-making. Do you think we should postpone it or go..."
When Pei Yunhe heard the name Yun Su, he turned his gaze and looked over.
I have several meetings to hold, but it’s not very convenient to switch to online meetings.
There is also a reception and training, but it doesn’t matter whether he attends or not.
Pei Yunhe didn't want to stop his occasional extravagant and dissolute life so quickly, but his eyes lingered on one of the lines of words for a moment, he frowned, and still agreed.
Zhong Yuan put away the tablet with a smile on his face, "Do you need a car to pick you up tomorrow?"
“No need.”
Pei Yunhe was still a little unhappy, so he closed the door and sent the guest away.
"It's dinner time now. Has Zhong Zhu eaten yet?" Shan Yin asked Pei Yunhe when he returned to the restaurant.
Pei Yunhe looked unhappy and glanced at Shan Yin. "The salary I paid him is considered high in the industry, and I have to give him a bite of food? That's what I made for my wife!"
“…” Dan Yin asked this question unnecessarily.
"I have to go back to Xiaohan tomorrow." Pei Yunhe said again.
"Oh, okay." Shan Yin picked up the bowl and chopsticks again and nodded.
She just answered a little faster, but Pei Yunhe felt uncomfortable hearing it.
Pei Yunhe half-closed his eyes and stared at her: "Shan Yin, why do I feel like you are quite happy?"
Shan Yin felt somewhat guilty. She had a good posture and always kept her back straight when sitting down, and now her lower back was still sore.
Her eyes wandered to the food, and she didn't dare to look at Pei Yunhe, "How could I..."
"snort."
Pei Yunhe snorted coldly and said nothing more.
After they finished their meal, Shan Yin was about to get up to clean up the dishes, but Pei Yunhe suddenly grabbed her waist and carried her to the island counter.
Shan Yin screamed, but the next second, Pei Yunhe firmly blocked her mouth.
As their lips met, he simply said, "Don't be complacent. Since we won't have a few more times tomorrow, let's make up for it today."
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The next day, Pei Yunhe really went to Xiaohan early on his own.
Shan Yin was tossed around all night long again, and didn't even notice that he had left the house. He only woke up around noon.
After waking up, she glanced at the message from Pei Yunhe on her phone, who seemed to be concerned about whether she slept well and whether she was hungry.
Shan Yin complained to him in his heart, but still replied to the message.
Thinking that it was almost lunchtime and Pei Yunhe was probably having a meal, he replied quickly and then called directly.
"Single chant."
Shan Yin didn't know what this young master was doing, but he heard that his voice had not fully recovered yet and was even a little hoarser. It was probably because he was busy talking in the morning and didn't take good care of himself.
This softened her heart a little, and she asked him softly what was wrong.
Pei Yunhe was really good at controlling things. When he heard Shan Yin's tone change, he intensified his anger: "Shan Yin, the food in Xiaohan's cafeteria is not good. I want to eat the egg noodles you made."
"..." This stumped Shan Yin. Could it be that her cooking skills were better than the chef Xiaohan hired from a five-star hotel?
Besides, the food in Xiaohan’s cafeteria is not good. Does he worry that no one will buy it for him outside?
It was just tormenting her.
But Pei Yunhe denied it: "I really miss your taste. When have you ever thought your cooking was bad? My throat hurts and I'm tired, so I just want to eat the egg noodles you made."
Zhong Yuan, who was standing by, felt uneasy after hearing this. One second he was observing a moment of silence for the canteen chef in the gossip group, and the next second he was secretly typing on his phone.
Do you think your boss is tired?
The CEO's office guys quickly answered:
【He has never looked more refreshed and radiant than he does today! 】
That's right.
But he only dared to whisper this in secret. This was considered a hobby between the boss and his wife, so he pretended not to see it.
Pei Yunhe didn't know what he was coaxing or threatening. After a while, Shan Yin on the other end of the phone seemed to compromise. Pei Yunhe hung up the phone contentedly and turned to give instructions to Zhong Yuan.
"You order a meal and send it to Yilanzhou. Wait until she finishes eating and makes the noodles, then send her over. She has to come. You don't need me to teach you, right?"
He regained his serious look.
Zhong Yuan nodded in agreement.
After more than two hours, Zhong Yuan tried to persuade him, saying that the noodles made by his wife should be delivered to President Pei personally to show his appreciation. He also said that if he couldn't do such a small thing, his performance would probably be deducted.
Shan Yin couldn't persuade Zhong Yuan, and didn't want him to have his salary deducted, so he had to carry the thermos bucket and go to Xiaohan with Zhong Yuan.
After three attempts to enter Xiaohan, everything went smoothly, except that Dan Yin failed to deliver the egg noodles to Pei Yunhe as he wished.
The elevator stopped at another floor, which was a large conference hall. Zhong Yuan took the thermos from Shan Yin and motioned Shan Yin to go in.
She saw Pei Yunhe sitting in the first row. The electronic screen high above clearly stated that this was a training session for middle-level management at Xiaohan. She felt it was inconvenient and difficult to go in.
Zhong Yuan said, "President Pei will also be attending this training session. He instructed you to go in and wait for him. It's okay. You're a family member of President Pei, so there's nothing you can't hear. I'll take this to President Pei's office for you."
Shan Yin then twisted her handbag, tiptoed into the conference room and found a seat in the back row.
She didn't see it. When she sat down and sorted her clothes, Pei Yunhe turned around and saw her, and nodded calmly.
The training was quite professional and the hour or so passed in a flash.
At first, Shan Yin was a little nervous. Seeing that the people in front of him were all middle and senior level managers of Xiaohan, he was unable to fully understand what was said.
The lecturer at the end combined professional knowledge with actual cases, and his lecture became more and more profound. The content happened to be related to corporate management. Dan Yin became more and more involved, and even borrowed paper and pen from the conference staff in the conference hall and began to take notes seriously.
Although she didn't quite understand some of the professional content, she wrote it down and could look it up and study it later, which benefited her a lot.
After the training was over, she remembered that this was in Xiaohan, in Pei Yunhe's company.
But when she stood up and looked forward, she didn't see Pei Yunhe anymore.
Zhong Yuan rushed over and explained to her, "Mr. Pei has gone to his next meeting. Madam, please come with me to the office to rest first."
Shan Yin thought that since he had come to Xiaohan, he had to say hello to Pei Yunhe, so he nodded and followed Zhong Yuan away.
It was still the familiar office. There, Zhong Yuan had prepared meals for her, as well as some books and a tablet to pass the time.
"Mr. Pei's meeting won't be over for a while. Madam, please wait a moment. You can call us if you need anything."
Shan Yin thought about it and realized that she had not yet digested what she had noted down from the previous training. She picked out a few books and asked Zhong Yuan to bring some Xiaohan brochures. She then studied silently in the office.
It was not until the sky gradually darkened and the setting sun dyed the evening clouds outside the floor-to-ceiling window orange-red that Pei Yunhe came in from outside.
At that time, Shan Yin was sitting in front of his desk, which was covered with books and papers. She lowered her head slightly, stood gracefully, and read the book line by line carefully with her slender jade fingers. She exuded the scholarly air that she should have, and also had an added stubborn and unyielding nature.
The orange-red evening light fell on her shoulders, soft and warm.
Pei Yunhe felt that all the tiredness of the whole day was gone in that instant. He suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and walked towards his wife who had not yet come to her senses.
"Single chant."
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