Chapter 57
Chen Jinyang obviously noticed his rapidly changing face. After moving closer to see the picture clearly, he teased.
"Hey, isn't this in the flower room? Why does it look like there are two people hugging each other in there?"
"What's going on?" Shang Kuoheng stood up and walked over, picked up the phone in Pei Yanhe's hand, took a look, fell into silence for a second, and handed it back to him.
"What are you going to do?"
Pei Yanhe's fingertips clenched the phone so tightly that they turned white. He walked out with a sullen face, leaving only one sentence behind.
"Rob."
The observatory suddenly became quiet until Pei Yanhe's back disappeared.
Chen Jinyang couldn't help but laugh, "Is he anxious?"
Shang Kuoheng looked in the direction he left and said, "It seems so."
The photos are so obvious, how can he not be anxious?
After all, this person is someone Chen Jinyang would frown whenever he hugged him.
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Leave the flower room.
Shen Yizhi kicked the gravel under his feet and walked slowly back to the room.
Branches grew on the roadside, occasionally brushing across her slender, straight legs, leaving a crimson patch, as if a dense swarm of ants were crawling across, causing unbearable itching.
Despite this, Shen Yizhi was still distracted and unaware.
Until she reached the door of the room, she lowered her head and slowly walked up the stairs, and suddenly a pair of long legs wrapped in black pants appeared in her sight.
Shen Yizhi was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and raised his head.
The man's eyelashes drooped, casting a shadow. His angular face was expressionless as he looked down at her condescendingly.
The whole person was surrounded by a low pressure, and a cold air emanated from his body.
It was Pei Yanhe who appeared at the door of her room again.
"It's so dark, why don't you let him take you back?"
He spoke slowly, his tone cold as frost, and his sarcasm was unconcealed.
Shen Yizhi didn't understand the meaning of his words at all, "Who?"
Pei Yanhe laughed angrily, "Your new boyfriend."
Shen Yizhi didn't understand at all, and his frown deepened.
Where did this new boyfriend come from?
etc.
He wasn't referring to Jiang Chi Nan's confession to her?
How did Pei Yanhe know?
Why did people misunderstand that she was with Jiang Chi Nan?
Shen Yizhi understood the reason and felt like teasing him. She crossed her arms over her chest, a cunning look flashed in her eyes, and she was very interested.
"He had something urgent to do, so I asked him to go back first."
The air froze into ice for a moment.
Pei Yanhe's eyebrows couldn't stop twitching, his throat even felt dry, and he said, "We broke up."
There's that arrogant and conceited look again.
Shen Yizhi raised an eyebrow, “Why?”
Pei Yanhe spoke word by word, his tone becoming unusually calm: "He is not suitable for you."
Pei Yanhe was already a head taller than her, and was standing on a step higher. It was a little difficult for Shen Yizhi to lift his head, but he still looked straight at him and asked.
"Who's right for me then?"
The cicadas stopped chirping for a moment.
At this moment, Pei Yanhe slowly uttered a word, "I."
Shen Yizhi was stunned for a moment. The itchiness in her calves seemed to be climbing up. She couldn't move. The missed heartbeat seemed to make up for the missing second of cicada chirping.
After a long moment, she blinked and said vindictively, "I don't like you."
These five words that had been buried in her mind for a long time, the five words that she had been unable to say before, now she returned them to him intact.
The man's dark gaze was fixed on her, veins on his forehead were faintly bulging, and the corners of his lips were tense.
“Chen Yizhi, do you dare to look at me and say this.”
Shen Yizhi raised his head and looked at him expressionlessly, his expression flat: "It's the same no matter how many times I say it. Get out of the way, I need to rest."
Pei Yanhe didn't move. His temples were swollen and painful, but his face remained calm.
Shen Yizhi didn't want to get entangled with him any longer, so she pushed him away. The man's strong chest was easier to push away than she had imagined.
She walked right past him, punched in the code, and opened the door.
Just as he was about to walk in, someone grabbed his elbow.
She was caught off guard when a huge force pulled her against the wall.
Shen Yizhi leaned against the cold wall. The cold made her unusually awake, and the force from her elbow carried a sense of brooking no resistance.
She raised her eyes, and the cold moonlight made her look even more radiant, and her tone was slightly angry.
"Pei Yanhe, what are you doing?"
"I broke up with him. I won't say it for the third time." Pei Yanhe's expression turned from calm to gloomy, his jaw was tightly clenched, as if he was trying hard to suppress a certain emotion.
Shen Yizhi snorted coldly, not giving in at all, "This is my private matter, don't cross the line."
After saying that, she used great strength to break free from his shackles, turned around and walked into the room.
"Bang—"
The door was closed.
The cold wind blew through his hair. Pei Yanhe clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
He didn't know how long he stood there, then he slammed the wall with an angry yet extremely restrained force. The pale wall dust fell off a little, the joints turned red, and even some flesh was turned over, which made people frown.
His expression returned to its usual calmness. He turned around, walked down the stairs, and dialed the phone expressionlessly.
"Send an anti-itch ointment now, come to Sanshuge."
Shanshu Pavilion is the name of the house where Chen Yizhi lived.
At the last moment before she turned and entered the room, Pei Yanhe clearly saw the glaring red stain on the delicate white skin of her calves.
If I don’t apply the medicine, I’m afraid I’ll feel uncomfortable all night.
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After Shen Yizhi entered the room, he sat cross-legged on the sofa, picked up a pillow and started beating it hard.
"Finally, this great humiliation has been avenged!"
"He should be so anxious that he dies!"
"He's so mad!"
After venting, Shen Yizhi's face turned red from exertion. He threw the pillow aside, leaned back on the sofa, and breathed a sigh of relief.
It's so satisfying.
Before I even had time to review the conversation, the itch in my legs that had been ignored came back like crazy.
She hissed softly and looked down.
I don’t know when, a large area on the back of my calf had turned red.
She wanted to scratch it, but a voice in her head told her that scratching would only make it itchier and might even cause an infection.
There was no medicine in her room, and the medicine box was probably in the lobby of the villa.
I can only make a phone call and ask someone to deliver it.
At this moment, the first name that came to Shen Yizhi's mind was...
It was Pei Yanhe.
Immediately, she came to her senses and cursed herself for being useless.
At the same time, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.
Shen Yizhi's mind went blank for a moment. She sat on the sofa for two seconds until the second knock on the door sounded.
She got up numbly.
When I opened the door and saw a strange face.
She was actually a little disappointed.
“Miss Shen, there are many mosquitoes in the summer. This is the anti-itch ointment prepared by the villa for every customer. I hope you will take good protection and go out less at night. It will disturb you more.”
The butler handed over a tube of white ointment with both hands.
Shen Yizhi took it and thanked him.
"Then I won't disturb you here anymore. I wish you a happy life." The butler said and turned to leave.
Wait until the door is empty and there is no one there.
Shen Yizhi glanced at the place where he had just confronted Pei Yanhe, only for a moment, then retracted his gaze and closed the door.
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