Chapter 18
I always felt that something was wrong with Pei Yanhe's expression, but the thought only flashed through my mind for a second.
Shen Yizhi nodded calmly, “Of course.”
Even if she and Pei Yanhe were locked in a room for a whole day, nothing would happen.
I even remember the way he wore open-crotch pants since childhood, so any good impression I had of him disappeared long ago.
What's more, she and Pei Yanhe have been fighting since they were young.
The possibility is basically zero.
After the meal was served, Shen Yizhi took a bite of the truffle-flavored cheese pasta, and the rich black truffle lingered in his mouth.
She was quite satisfied with the dishes ordered by Pei Yanhe. Almost all of them were her favorites and very much to her taste.
Compared to Jiang Chi Nan, her dining partner, she had to admit that she still preferred being with Pei Yanhe.
Because it is comfortable, you don’t need to use your hands or brain, just your mouth.
For example, now.
Pei Yanhe was wearing a snow-white shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing half of his forearm with bulging and winding veins. He held a knife and fork in his hand, and his every move exuded a sense of elegance and refinement.
Without saying a word, he placed the cut steak in front of her, then put on his hard face.
I also cut the dessert into small pieces for her to eat more easily.
Shen Yizhi didn't find it strange and enjoyed it calmly.
Because no matter where she went from childhood to adulthood, she was always the one who was spoiled.
Pei Yanhe glanced at her upright and elegant posture. Even when she was eating, she still had the demeanor of a rich family's daughter.
He chuckled barely perceptibly.
After the meal, Shen Yizhi didn't ask Uncle Wang to pick her up. She simply took Pei Yanhe's ride home. Looking at the bizarre scenery outside the window, she suddenly thought of something and sighed to the man beside her.
"Pei Yanhe, I find that you are actually quite nice to me sometimes."
Pei Yanhe leaned against the back of the chair with his hands folded, his eyebrows and eyes hidden in the dimness, the corners of his eyes slightly turned towards her, and no emotion could be heard in his tone.
"What are you trying to trick me into doing again?"
He really guessed her thoughts accurately.
Chen Yizhi came forward, blinking her eyes that seemed to be filled with spring water, and said in a negotiating tone, "Can you not send a good night message? Change it."
"If your insomnia is severe, I'll go see a doctor with you!"
"Not only did you dine and eat for free, but you're also turning your back on me?" Pei Yanhe tilted his head, a smile on his face. "No room for negotiation."
Shen Yizhi's face fell, "Then you have to set a deadline."
The car was silent for a while before Pei Yanhe spoke, "One month."
It is within the acceptable range for Shen Yizhi.
“Oh.” Shen Yizhi responded.
She didn't notice that she was a little close to Pei Yanhe. She supported herself with her hands in the middle of the back seat, her upper body almost touching his white shirt, and the cool woody scent penetrated her nostrils.
Shen Yizhi leaned in and sniffed carefully, then whispered, “Pei Yanhe, you smell so good.”
"What shower gel are you using?"
Pei Yanhe's back was stiff against the back seat, and his voice became deeper. "Chen Yizhi, do you really dare to ask this question?"
Shen Yizhi tilted his head, like a confused little deer, confused, "Why wouldn't I be afraid of this?"
Pei Yanhe closed his eyes in compromise and said calmly, "The one I've always used."
Shen Yizhi vaguely remembered the brands of Pei Yanhe's products. She had used them from his house when she was in high school because she thought they smelled good. However, after using them on her body, the smell didn't have the same refreshing and unique feeling as Pei Yanhe's, so she went back to using her original shower gel.
"It's still the same one. Then I don't want it." Shen Yizhi pouted, straightened his body, and sat back in his original position.
After a while we arrived at Mingjing Bay.
Chen Yizhi got out of the car with sleepy eyelids drooping and headed straight for his villa.
Pei Yanhe suddenly reminded her from behind.
"Don't forget."
Shen Yizhi shook his hand, "I understand."
Pei Yanhe didn't look away until her back disappeared from his sight and took the car keys handed to him by Uncle Li.
"Uncle Li, why is she the one delivering the documents today?"
Uncle Li said respectfully, "Miss Zhizhi said she wanted to come see you, so she took the bus here."
Pei Yanhe lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow.
I guess he came here for Cheng Zhuhan's contact information.
Here, after Chen Yizhi dried her hair and applied hair oil, she lay in bed and browsed her phone for a while until she felt sleepy in the early morning.
Putting down her phone, she habitually touched the safety lock on her chest, closed her eyes and fell asleep soon after.
There was no hint that she had forgotten something.
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After getting Cheng Zhuhan’s contact information from Pei Yanhe.
Shen Yizhi called her the next day and unexpectedly made an appointment to meet at a cafe.
Shen Yizhi pushed the door open and walked in, and immediately saw Cheng Zhuhan sitting in the corner.
She walked over and sat down opposite.
Cheng Zhuhan put down her coffee, her tone a little uncomfortable, "I don't know what you like to drink, so I didn't order it for you."
Shen Yizhi pushed her long hair back and ordered a latte from the waiter before replying to her.
"I'm a picky person, luckily you didn't order anything."
Cheng Zhuhan forced a smile and said, "I didn't expect you to come to me on your own initiative."
"So you came to me to...declare war?"
Shen Yizhi asked doubtfully, "What war are you declaring?"
"Pei Yanhe." Cheng Zhuhan was slightly stunned.
“…”
Shen Yizhi was silent for three seconds, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "It's better to fight for a man than for his money."
Cheng Zhuhan's mind went blank for a moment, and she inexplicably felt that this sentence seemed to make sense.
Shen Yizhi took a sip of latte, looked at the stiff smile on her lips, and suddenly said: "I found that you seem to like to laugh?"
But this smile was indescribably strange, as if it was forced out, and it was very uncomfortable.
Cheng Zhuhan came back to her senses, lowered her head and nodded, "Not bad."
Shen Yizhi said: "If you can't laugh, you don't have to laugh. You don't need to flatter anyone. Laughter is not a panacea. The most important thing is to make yourself feel comfortable and relaxed."
Cheng Zhuhan was stunned. She really didn't like to laugh, but in her daily life and work, she was always used to smiling, trying to please people in her circle and flatter her superiors. No one told her that it was okay not to laugh.
No, someone told her that too.
Cheng Zhuhan laughed heartily this time, but her tone was a little self-deprecating: "Pei Yanhe also said this to me, but you won't understand."
People born at the top of the mountain cannot see the scenery at the foot of the mountain, nor can they understand the hardships of walking on a steep mountain road.
In order to compete for the location for the art exhibition, she was forced to drink glass after glass of wine by the beer-bellied boss. Even when she was about to faint from drinking, she still had a servile smile on her face. Pei Yanhe, who was passing by at the time, saw her and helped her solve the problem with just one sentence.
She was so drunk that she could barely maintain her balance and followed him out of the restaurant. When she left, she heard Pei Yanhe say that to her.
"If you don't want to drink, you can refuse. If you can't laugh, you don't have to laugh."
Only someone with great power can say this with confidence.
So she wanted to take a shortcut and cross the class to become a superior person.
It's just that the opposite happened.
Cheng Zhuhan really didn't want to bring up this topic. She thought Shen Yizhi asked her to come because of what happened last time. She pursed her lips and said.
"I'm sorry about what happened last time. I didn't manage my employees well and I offended you. I'm sorry."
"I didn't ask you to talk about last time."
Shen Yizhi put down his latte and said, "I saw that you were the curator of the last group exhibition. I want to open a solo exhibition. How about discussing cooperation with you?"
"Are you a painter?" Cheng Zhuhan asked with a frown.
Shen Yizhi nodded, "Yes, ocean is the signature I often use."
"Are you Ocean?" Cheng Zhuhan widened her eyes slightly.
Ocean is a talented painter who became famous at a young age. He has had an extraordinary talent for painting since he was a child. His grasp of colors and lines is precise and sharp. It is no exaggeration to say that he is a genius among geniuses, and everyone in the circle knows him.
Cheng Zhuhan's dream of becoming a curator was to hold an art exhibition for her idol Ocean.
Shen Yizhi frowned, "Is there any problem?"
"It's okay, it's okay."
Cheng Zhuhan digested this huge amount of information and pretended to be calm, "I want to ask why you chose me?"
“The concept of your exhibition design meets my requirements.” Shen Yizhi said truthfully.
Cheng Zhuhan hesitated, "How do you know I will agree? What if I refuse you?"
After all, her relationship with her was not really good. To put it bluntly, they might even become love rivals.
Shen Yizhi didn't think this would hinder her, "I'm not sure you will agree, but I have to try, otherwise how can I get the result."
After a long silence, Cheng Zhuhan's eyes suddenly became extremely clear, "Okay, I agree to your cooperation."
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