Chapter 85
When Shen Yizhi was in high school, Shen Dongliang strictly controlled her pocket money.
Pei Yanhe then had his own black card, which allowed him to control his own affairs freely without being restricted by anyone.
This made Shen Yizhi, who always had an excess budget at the end of the month, extremely jealous.
There was a time when Shen Yizhi couldn't stand it anymore, so he started to trick people into swiping his card. At first, he would borrow it once, but after it happened too many times, he simply borrowed it and didn't return it.
Later, the card was in Shen Yizhi's hands for as long as half a year. Finally, out of conscience, she took the initiative to return it to him, which stopped the farce.
At that time, she took it for granted that she was right to borrow the money, and thought she was very clever. She still believed that Pei Yanhe was completely unaware of it during that six months.
In fact, the owner of the card is willing to be lent money and is reluctant to leave.
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Shen Yizhi, who had known all the shopping malls in Kyoto since she was a child, went straight to CHANEL as soon as she entered the hall.
When she found something she liked, Shen Yizhi told the shopping guide without hesitation.
"Wrap it up and the gentleman behind will pay."
The shopping guide followed his gaze.
The man had an outstanding temperament, his straight and crisp black suit was meticulously worn, and his pair of narrow and sharp peach blossom eyes looked over here coldly.
I have seen so many wealthy aristocrats, but this is the first time I have seen someone whose every move and gesture exudes nobility, which is really intimidating.
Noticing her gaze, Pei Yanhe seemed to understand when he should take action, and walked forward with his eyes lowered.
"lead the way."
The salesgirl came to her senses and didn't dare look him in the eye. "Sir, this way please."
After swiping the card, Pei Yanhe automatically turned on the bag-carrying boy mode, picked up the shopping bag and followed Shen Yizhi to the next store.
After a while, after visiting each different type of luxury store, Pei Yanhe's hands were already full of shopping bags of medium size.
If Chen Jinyang saw this scene, he would definitely ask to take a picture and stick it on the headboard of his bed. Every time he woke up and saw it, he would sigh at how bizarre it was.
Shen Yizhi was still unsatisfied, as there were so many things she had bought for her parents, Uncle Pei, her own grandfather, and Grandpa Pei.
It seems like the most important thing is missing.
She caught a glimpse of a perfume shop in the distance, arched her brows, and looked sideways at him.
"Pei Shanshan, would you like a gift?"
Pei Yanhe lowered his eyes and said indifferently, "Spending my money to give me a gift?"
Shen Yizhi lied without blushing or beating his heart: "None of this is important. What's important is who gave the gift, isn't it?"
Her bright eyes flickered, making people fall in love with them unconsciously.
Pei Yanhe was silent for a moment, then asked, "What are you giving me?"
Shen Yizhi snapped her fingers at him, her lips curled up into a radiant arc, and she uttered two words: "Perfume!"
The flavor she gave Pei Yanhe was the one she was used to.
Kou Yi, Misty Jasmine.
The fresh and light jasmine fragrance is like a jasmine field in the misty rain in March, lingering, soft and moist.
It is a women's perfume.
But I gave it to him because I wanted him to feel that no matter where he was, the moment he smelled the perfume, it would be as if she was always by his side.
This was her unspoken little thought.
It is said that giving accessories as a gift is a subtle form of possession of the other person.
Pei Yanhe is actually more familiar with this matter.
A long time ago, when I was still young and in love.
A black and a red braided rope, similar to a peace lock necklace, hanging around the neck.
The closest distance to the heart.
This was his obscure, awkward, and initial possessiveness.
Even Shen Yizhi herself did not realize that Pei Yanhe once wanted to use this safety lock to trap her and declare his sovereignty to everyone around him.
She, Shen Yizhi, was destined to be Pei Yanhe's since she was a child.
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After a few hours of strolling.
Shen Yizhi, who was "crazy about shopping malls", finally felt a little tired.
She was wearing black Mary Jane shoes with small heels today. After walking for the second half of the distance, her heels felt sore and numb, and her pace slowed down a lot.
Pei Yanhe noticed it immediately and asked her, "Go home?"
Shen Yizhi was thinking this and was about to agree when he caught a glimpse of two familiar figures in the distance.
"Wait." Shen Yizhi asked Pei Yanhe to look over there, "Do those two people look familiar to you?"
Pei Yanhe followed his gaze and said calmly, "You want to interfere again?"
This refers to the last time she tried to tell someone the truth at a party, but ended up getting backfired on.
Shen Yizhi shook his hand, not looking like he had learned his lesson. "No, don't you think they are breaking up?"
Opposite the shopping mall sign.
Cheng Zhuhan had a cold face and frosty eyes as she stared at the man opposite her indifferently.
He Qingyu grabbed her wrist, his tone not much better, "Are you sure you want to break up with me?"
He has never been dumped in his life, and he has always been the only one who broke up.
This is the first time.
He wanted to change his mind, but was stabbed hard.
"It's the same no matter how many times I ask." Cheng Zhuhan gathered all her strength to break free from his shackles, "Let's part ways amicably, Mr. He."
"Let's part ways amicably?"
He Qingyu seemed to have heard a huge joke. "I have recommended so many resources and connections to you these days, and now you have the nerve to tell me that we should part ways amicably?"
He touched the back of her neck with his palm and pulled her closer, gritting his teeth. "Give me a reason."
Cheng Zhuhan sneered: "Do you need a reason to break up with a scumbag?"
She looked completely different now from the good girl she had appeared before him before.
Now he finally understood.
It turns out they were all pretending.
From the beginning to the end, she never thought about being with him for a long time. She was just after his resources and power.
He was the only one who was truly trapped.
This sentence seemed to have completely infuriated him. He Qingyu's eyes suddenly became bloodshot and he raised his other hand, as if he was going to slap her in public.
Cheng Zhuhan also realized this and subconsciously closed her eyes.
However, the imagined pain did not come.
Someone pulled her out of He Qingyu's confinement.
Cheng Zhuhan opened her eyes and saw Shen Yizhi’s pretty face wrinkled with worry.
she heard her ask anxiously.
"Cheng Zhuhan, are you okay? Did he hurt you?"
Cheng Zhuhan realized it later and shook her head slowly, "I'm fine, why are you here?"
Shen Yizhi personally checked her over, and then she felt relieved and said, “Pei Yanhe and I came to the mall to go shopping, and I didn’t expect to encounter this scene.”
She muttered quietly, "It's a good thing I came to the mall today, otherwise what would you do?"
Cheng Zhuhan looked at He Qingyu.
Only then did he realize that it was Pei Yanhe who stopped him from committing violence.
He didn't even frown as he calmly held He Qingyu's hand. When he let go, he frowned slightly, as if expressing disgust.
He Qingyu was no match for him in strength. Just that one move caused his hands to tremble uncontrollably, and the veins on his forehead were tense.
"Pei Yanhe, Shen Yizhi, it's you again?!"
Shen Yizhi glanced at him and said, "It's as if we want to meet you. Who told you to always haunt us?"
A fierce look flashed across He Qingyu's eyes as he considered Pei Yanhe who was standing casually with his hands in his pockets.
He restrained his expression and said, "Now, you guys are also interfering in my private affairs?"
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