Chapter 17
I knew it was impossible to take anything for free from that dog Pei Yanhe.
Shen Yizhi hadn’t grown up in vain, so she wasn’t willing to go along with him, “Forget it if you don’t want to give it to me.”
She didn't believe that Chen Jinyang and the others didn't have it.
Shen Yizhi turned her face away, opened her phone in front of Pei Yanhe, looked through Chen Jinyang's WeChat, and sent a message.
At the same time, Chen Jinyang had just woken up from bed after staying up all night. He was still half awake and looked at the two messages that popped up one after another. He rubbed his eyes and could barely make out the content.
Zhi is very happy today: [Erhuo, do you have Cheng Zhuhan's contact information? ]
Freedom: [Say no.]
For a moment, Chen Jinyang's face was full of question marks. He scratched his head, not understanding what the two of them were doing.
The brain subconsciously obeyed the command and sent a message back to Shen Yizhi.
【Nothing seems to be】
Chen Jinyang didn't have any answer, so Shen Yizhi didn't get discouraged and turned to ask Shang Kuoheng.
The result was the same answer.
Shang Kuoheng: [No]
Shen Yizhi was really puzzled. This was the first time she felt the word tacit understanding from them.
She looked through the list again and asked a few other acquaintances in the circle, and surprisingly got the same answer.
In a moment, she turned off her phone and looked at someone calmly, "Tell me, what do you want?"
Pei Yanhe must be taking revenge on her for grabbing his head and tricking him into getting a card two days ago.
It turns out there is no free lunch in the world.
Pei Yanhe calmly placed his phone upside down on the table, his dark eyes fixed on her, they stared at each other in silence for a long time.
The office was strangely quiet, and no one spoke.
Rays of sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto Shen Yizhi's shoulders, accompanied by Pei Yanhe's voice, clearly audible.
She heard him say.
“Send me goodnight every day.”
Shen Yizhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she met his burning gaze, her face expressionless but a little speechless.
"Pei Yanhe, what's wrong with you?"
Pei Yanhe's fingertips tapped the table from time to time, making a crisp and irregular sound, revealing his chaotic mood.
"Don't agree?" He said leisurely: "Then forget it."
He's really becoming more and more like an evil capitalist.
Shen Yizhi let out a long sigh, stood up from the sofa, walked to his desk, rested his palms on the table, and looked down leisurely.
"Okay, deal."
She leaned forward slightly, closing the distance a little, "Pei Shanshan, are you suffering from insomnia?"
He also wants her to send him good night messages every day. I really don’t know what’s wrong with him.
Pei Yanhe was always indifferent. He just said "hmm" lightly without explaining that he didn't have insomnia at all.
Shen Yizhi wondered, “Why don’t you go see a doctor for insomnia?”
The office's usual cool woody scent is mixed with the sweet and clean scent of jasmine, which intrudes silently and lingers.
Her slightly curly hair fell to the table as she bent over, and fluttered to Pei Yanhe's fingertips, swaying lightly, making him feel itchy.
Pei Yanhe paused tapping the table with his fingertips, as if afraid of disturbing her hair. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his voice was very light.
“Some things are more effective than doctors.”
Shen Yizhi was stunned for half a second, then reacted and glanced at him, "If you want to trick me, just say it, don't put the blame on me."
“…”
Pei Yanhe laughed angrily, "Chen Yizhi, do you have paranoia?"
Shen Yizhi slowly straightened up and pulled out the hair that was hanging on his fingertips, “I call this high vigilance.”
"I might as well give you some, so that you won't hurt me again."
Pei Yanhe crossed his long legs, interlocked his fingers and placed them on his legs. Where she couldn't see, he stroked the traces left on her hair.
He remained calm and said, "When have I ever hurt you?"
"In the second year of junior high school." Shen Yizhi almost blurted out, as if he was deeply hurt by some influence.
If Pei Yanhe didn't know clearly what she was talking about.
Shen Yizhi got angry when she mentioned it, "You agreed not to tell my dad, but you turned around and became a traitor, causing me to go home and be punished by my dad to run in the morning for a whole week."
Morning jog, she has a hard time getting up five seconds early.
Pei Yanhe sighed, "I wasn't the one who reported it."
Shen Yizhi didn't believe it, "The report card is in your bag, and you didn't tell me. Could it grow legs and run to find my dad?"
When Shen Yizhi was in junior high school, he was in his rebellious period. He didn't like studying and would never learn no matter what. During one midterm, he performed "exceptional" and became the last in the class.
After much persuasion, she hid the report card in Pei Yanhe's bag, but when she got home that night, she was lectured by Chen Dongliang. In the end, she was very honored to have been able to run in the morning for a week. That week, her legs were so sore that she had difficulty even going down the stairs.
She still remembers this incident vividly. Every time she thinks of it, she can't help but want to beat Pei Yanhe up.
"It was the nanny at home who sorted through my schoolbag and found your name on it, and then gave it to Uncle Shen, not me."
Pei Yanhe explained patiently for the first time in his life.
Shen Yizhi turned her head away and didn't look at him. "That's also half your responsibility."
It was her fault for putting it in his bag and not keeping it safe for her.
"It's my fault," Pei Yanhe admitted the mistake. He didn't want to talk about this topic anymore and glanced at the hands on his watch.
"Come on, I'll have to go to dinner with you as punishment."
He spoke in a very natural tone, without any flaws.
Shen Yizhi didn't realize anything, turned around and looked at him again, a smile on her lips.
"That's quite tactful, Pei Shanshan."
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The dinner location was an Italian restaurant chosen by Shen Yizhi.
It happens to be not far from here.
It is located in a high-rise building and has floor-to-ceiling windows, so you can enjoy the bustling night view while dining, which is comparable to the view from Pei Yanhe's office window.
Shen Yizhi sat down in the seat next to the glass window.
A dim yellow candle was lit in the dining area. The slender candlelight flickered in the silence, only enough to illuminate a small patch of darkness. A bright red rose was placed on one side.
It’s hard to describe what’s wrong with this atmosphere.
Shen Yizhi supported his chin with his hand, frowned, and seemed to be thinking about something.
Pei Yanhe sat opposite her, handed the menu back to the waiter after ordering the dishes, and when he looked up, he saw her distressed expression and asked casually.
"You chose the restaurant yourself, and you're not satisfied with it?"
Hearing this, Shen Yizhi's eyes slowly moved to him, and he lowered his voice and said: "I think this atmosphere is too similar to..."
She hesitated for a moment, then uttered the two words, "Date."
The warm yellow candlelight illuminated half of Pei Yanhe's stern profile, and the corners of his lips silently curled up in a faint arc.
"Is there?"
His tone was doubtful, as if he was really asking.
Shen Yizhi nodded heavily, a firm expression on her bright and beautiful face, "Yes!"
Candles, roses, a man and a woman, this doesn't sound like a date.
The most important thing is that this restaurant has too much ambiguous atmosphere.
But then again.
Shen Yizhi's frown relaxed, and he changed the subject, "Eating with you doesn't seem right anymore."
Suddenly, Pei Yanhe's face turned dark, as if covered with a layer of ink, and water could flow out at any time.
There was silence for a while, and just when Shen Yizhi thought the topic was over, she heard his slightly deep voice.
"You don't look the same when you're with me?"
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