Chapter 50 I still prefer honest and good children

"What are you talking about, sister? Didn't you risk jumping down from the top of the building to be with Young Master Zhou? The police couldn't stop you, and I thought you really loved Young Master Zhou. But... isn't it?"

Zhou Shiyi kept this a secret, but the Pei family was too embarrassed to say it. It can be said that very few people in Tongnan knew about this.

Now Pei Zhiwan said this in front of everyone at the banquet, and there was immediately a lot of discussion at the scene.

Zhou Shiyi's face darkened at that moment, and it seemed that even now when he recalled it, he still felt ashamed.

"Zhiyi, don't ask her," Zhou Shiyi said with a cold face, pulling Pei Zhiyi who was still crying beside him, and walked out immediately, "I'll take you away, and you won't go back to this home."

After saying that, he really took the person away without looking back.

Pei Zhiwan watched the person leave, but in his heart he felt that Zhou Shiyi might not really feel sorry for Pei Zhiyi. In the current situation, there is a high probability that he felt embarrassed and angry and couldn't get off the stage. Pei

Zhiyi was probably still secretly happy at this moment, thinking that Zhou Shiyi loved her badly. Little did he know that people like Zhou Shiyi valued face more than anything else.

It was almost nine o'clock in the evening when the banquet ended.

Pei Zhiwan had no appetite. He only ate two bites of cake and returned to the room, lying paralyzed on the bed.

The phone rang twice again. It was David who sent a message asking her what she thought of the skirt.

Pei Zhiwan suddenly remembered the pearl necklace that Di Chen had given her. She jumped out of bed, found the necklace that was thrown on the dressing table and put it on. She took a photo in front of the full-length mirror in the room and sent it to David.

After sending it, she hesitated for a moment and sent the same photo to Di Chen again.

The two people received their reply messages almost at the same time.

[David: Honey, your necklace is simply the finishing touch]

[David: This is the first time I have seen peacock green sea water pearls of such good quality. Judging from the design style, it should be made by the Geshier family? Very beautiful. [

David: Seriously, honey, you should try this style more often, it looks beautiful and elegant. It's like silky cream.]

Pei Zhiwan stared at the last message, always feeling that David seemed to have used the wrong description again, it sounded weird.

But if she was asked to correct it, she didn't know where to start.

So after pausing for two seconds, she turned to look at Di Chen's message.

The chat interface showed that the other party had withdrawn a message, and the latest one had a plain sentence "Just like it".

In fact, Pei Zhiwan was a little curious about what was written in the message that Di Chen withdrew. With Di Chen's personality, it must be very interesting to make him send and then withdraw a message.

At the same time, Di Chen in the ward sent the withdrawal message to his assistant with an expressionless face, and told him to continue to keep an eye on the auction houses and various jewelry brands, and notify him immediately if there is any good quality.

He vaguely felt that he seemed to be a little strange recently, but every time he had this feeling, he would attribute this abnormality to his gratitude to Pei Zhiwan, and then continue to do various abnormal behaviors with peace of mind.

The next day, Pei Zhiwan went to the hospital early in the morning to treat Di Chen's legs.

She was still wearing the same skirt she wore at the banquet yesterday, and specially matched it with the pearl necklace given by Di Chen. The simple design made her not look abrupt even in daily wear.

"The skirt suits you very well," Di Chen looked down at Pei Zhiwan who was giving him acupuncture, and suddenly spoke as if possessed by a spirit, "You look more beautiful than in the photo." As soon as he

finished speaking, the room suddenly fell into silence.

Pei Zhiwan's hand paused for a moment, and then he continued as if nothing had happened.

The room was so quiet that it seemed as if you could hear a pin drop.

Di Chen pursed his lips and did not continue, but he did not know what he was thinking in his mind.

It was not until the last needle was inserted into Di Chen's body that Pei Zhiwan seemed to finally come to his senses, and he relaxed and turned to look at Di Chen.

"I find that you seem to like to say one thing and mean another," she suddenly spoke without warning, lightly exposing the man's mask, "If you don't like it, then you like it, and if it's okay, then you like it very much. Carefully preparing a gift is called 'making the decision on your own', and getting affirmation from your vision is called 'as long as you like it'."

When she said this, her eyes were fixed on Di Chen. The sharpness and heat in her eyes would give people the illusion that she could see through them at any time.

Di Chen subconsciously wanted to avoid her gaze.

In his cognition, few, or almost no one could look at him with such eyes.

He hated the feeling of being seen through, which would make him feel uneasy and unable to hide.

"It's not a good habit to say one thing and mean another, President Di," Pei Zhiwan smiled at him, his tone somewhere between flirting and teaching, making people feel emotional for no reason, "I still prefer honest and good kids. Whether from a doctor's point of view or from any other perspective."

Di Chen's Adam's apple floated up and down twice, and his hands on both sides of his body consciously grasped the bed sheet under him. His heartbeat was like a drum, and the sound rang in his ears in a trance.

Few people can see through all his hidden intentions as firmly as Pei Zhiwan.

In fact, most people will only judge him as a very difficult and moody lunatic through his words, actions and tone. Even the assistants who have been with him for many years probably think so.

After an unknown amount of time, Pei Zhiwan pulled out the long needles that were inserted into Di Chen's body. Di Chen felt that this acupuncture session seemed to be much shorter than before.

"You should be able to stand up now," Pei Zhiwan wiped the silver needles clean and put them back into the acupuncture bag, saying, "I'll help you walk in the corridor. You can try to walk for ten minutes every day, but don't be too stubborn." After all,

they have been together for such a long time, Pei Zhiwan knows Di Chen very well.

He is a typical strong man, who is cruel to others and even crueler to himself. He will do anything to achieve his goals, and he doesn't mind suffering in private to show off in front of others.

She suspected that as soon as she left, Di Chen would immediately double his practice in order to recover as a normal person as soon as possible.

After she finished speaking, Di Chen beside her responded calmly. His face did not show any unnecessary emotional changes, but it was unknown what he was thinking.

There were few people walking in the corridor in front of the VIP ward. Pei Zhiwan supported Di Chen and walked slowly forward against the wall.

The legs that had been disabled for a long time were used again. It felt like a robot that had been abandoned for many years was restarted. The rusty gear parts began to rotate with friction, and subtle pain and sourness were inevitable in the joints.

Di Chen frowned and walked forward slowly, trying his best to adapt to this stagnant torture.

But as luck would have it, Zhou Shiyi happened to be accompanying his one-night stand lover back from the birth check-up.

The two sides happened to face each other in the corridor, and the atmosphere on the field became subtle again.