Chapter 84 Married Man - Feelings

The strong, pungent smell of perfume wafted over as she approached.

Shang Yanci stepped back, put some distance between them, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and lightly covered his mouth and nose.

The smile on the woman's lips froze for a moment, then returned to normal. Every woman would be fascinated by a perfect man like Shang Yanci, who was dignified and self-sustaining, and would tolerate his actions in every possible way.

If she hadn't acted decisively and chased after him just now, someone else would have gotten there first.

No man can stand a spoiled and willful young lady like Pei Yuning. Only a gentle and considerate woman like her can please a man and satisfy his desire for protection.

The woman's eyes curved into a perfect smile, and she whispered softly, "Mr. Shang, can you add a contact number?"

Shang Yanci's tone was indifferent and distant: "You can't see the wedding ring on my ring finger, or are you unusually interested in married men?"

The woman then noticed that Shang Yanci was holding the handkerchief with his left hand, and his purple-toned red diamond wedding ring was clearly visible.

With tears in her eyes, she bit her lower lip and moved closer to him while holding up her skirt: "Mr. Shang, you misunderstood me. I didn't mean anything else. I just wanted to..."

Shang Yanci frowned slightly and said coldly: "Stay away from me, you smell like a corpse that has been dead for a week."

The woman was stunned for a moment, covered her face and ran into the men's restroom, hid in the cubicle and started crying. While crying, she wondered if there was something wrong with her ears. How could someone as easy-going and polite as Shang Yanci say such harsh and ungrateful words?

Shang Yanci turned a deaf ear to the woman's crying, raised his arm and put it close to his nose. Although he kept a distance, the surface of his suit was still stained with the pungent smell of the woman's perfume.

The side door behind him led directly to the underground parking lot. He could have gone into the car to change into a spare suit, but in order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings on Pei Yuning's part, he had to explain the whole story to her before changing his suit.

Shang Yanci walked into the banquet hall, but Pei Yuning was not on the sofa. He looked around and saw her standing in front of the wine table on the other side, holding a slender champagne glass with light yellow liquid and fine bubbles in her hand.

When she first arrived at the party, she drank Mouton Carré, and now she mixed it with champagne. With her alcohol tolerance, it was easy for her to get drunk.

Shang Yanci walked to her side, put his hand on her lower back, and asked gently, "Madam, does your foot hurt?"

Pei Yuning raised her eyes to look at him, without responding, she fed the champagne in her hand to his mouth.

Shang Yanci looked at the red lip print on the rim of the cup facing him and asked in a low voice: "Drinking the wine that Madam fed me at the banquet, is it considered a violation of our agreement?"

Pei Yuning blinked her sparkling eyes gently, shook her head, and said in a sweet and soft voice, "Not really."

So Shang Yanci pressed his thin lips against the red lip marks on the rim of the cup and took a sip of the champagne she fed him, which had a rich, sweet fruity aroma.

Shang Yanci looked at her charming cheeks, raised his hand and gently stroked them, his fingertips felt soft, and he asked, "Are you drunk?"

Pei Yuning: “No.”

Shang Yanci then asked: "How many glasses of champagne have you drunk?"

"None of your business." Pei Yuning lowered her eyes and continued to drink champagne. She knew what was going on.

Shang Yanci coaxed her in a low voice: "Madam, the banquet is already halfway through. You can leave now and go home to make you some cream of mushroom soup, okay?"

Pei Yuning was thinking about the taste of cream mushroom soup while slowly drinking the champagne in her hand.

For Pei Yuning, not refusing meant agreeing. Shang Yanci sent a message to the driver, asking him to drive the car to the hotel entrance.

Pei Yuning finished the champagne in his hand and put down the glass: "Go home."

Shang Yanci took her hand, walked over to Mr. Gu, said something, and left the place where fame and fortune were intertwined.

Sitting in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, the driver drove steadily.

Pei Yuning tilted his head and looked at the street lights outside the window, the light that was a mixture of light and dark.

Shang Yanci raised his hand to cover her eyes, and said gently, "The light is too bright, close it and take a rest for a while."

Pei Yuning wrinkled her beautiful nose and pushed him away: "What's that smell?"

Shang Yanci explained: "Just now I was stopped by a strange woman at the door of the restroom. I kept my distance from her because she was wearing too much perfume. I was going to go directly from the side door to the underground parking lot and change into the spare suit in the car. But after thinking about it, I felt that I should tell my wife first, then take the elevator in the lobby to the first floor to change into a suit to avoid misunderstandings from others."

Pei Yuning was a little tipsy at this point, and his brain couldn't react quickly. He asked, "What misunderstanding?"

Shang Yanci: "That strange woman was crying in the men's restroom cubicle. If I had changed into a brand new suit and returned to the party, everyone would have thought I had done something to her."

Pei Yuning was stunned for a moment: "Why did you reject her?"

Shang Yanci certainly would not say such harsh words to her, so he said tactfully: "I said she had overdone her makeup."

Pei Yuning pursed her lips. Fu Siqi was right. Shang Yanci was a sharp-tongued person.

If she took the initiative to chat up a man she was interested in, but he said to her in an unromantic way, "Your makeup is too sloppy," it would be a heavy blow to Pei Yuning, a perfectionist who must always be beautiful and extremely exquisite. It would really break her heart.

Shang Yanci took off his suit and put it aside, then took out a wet towel and carefully wiped every wrinkle on his palms, his disgust evident in his words.

Pei Yuning felt that if this suit had not been made by his grandfather himself, he would have thrown it into the trash can long ago.

Return to Wentang Palace.

Shang Yanci: "I'm going to the kitchen to cook cream of mushroom soup. You go upstairs and wash up first."

Pei Yuning said "hmm" and walked up the stairs.

Shang Yanci looked at her steady steps. She must have only drunk one glass of champagne, so she was still sober.

Pei Yuning washed up quickly tonight. When Shang Yanci brought cream of mushroom soup and opened the bedroom door, her hair had been blown dry and she had a moisturizing mask on her face.

Normally it would take her more than an hour to take a shower and wash her hair, but tonight it only took her half an hour.

Shang Yanci: "Madam, the cream of mushroom soup is ready."

She gave him a different feeling tonight, but he couldn't tell exactly what it was. He would wait until she was happy and then find a suitable opportunity to ask her.

"Thank you." Pei Yuning was very polite, but did not turn around to look at him.

Shang Yanci put the cream of mushroom soup on the table, sat on the sofa, and waited for her to come out.

Pei Yuning walked out of the bathroom and looked at the bowls and plates on the table: "You don't want to eat?"

Shang Yanci raised his eyes and looked at her: "No."

Pei Yuning sat on the sofa on the other side, brought the cream of mushroom soup in front of her, and drank it in small sips.

Shang Yanci hesitated for a moment before standing up and saying, "Madam, I'm going to the bathroom to wash up."

Pei Yuning hummed, lowered her long eyelashes, and continued to drink her soup.

Ten minutes later, Shang Yanci came out of the bathroom. Pei Yuning heard the voice, picked up her phone, looked down at the video, and walked into the bathroom to do her skin care.

Shang Yanci looked at the cream mushroom soup on the table. Pei Yuning seemed to have only taken a few sips. He walked over, scooped up a spoonful to taste it. It was the same as what his grandfather made.

When Pei Yuning was doing skin care, Shang Yanci did not go in to accompany her as usual. The reason why she lowered her head to look at her phone just now was that she did not want to have any communication with him. If he went in without knowing the situation, it would make her uncomfortable.

Shang Yanci leaned against the wall beside the bathroom door, waiting for her while recalling what happened at the banquet tonight.

Pei Yuning finished her skin care and came out of the bathroom. She saw Shang Yanci standing quietly by the door waiting for her and paused slightly.

Shang Yanci looked at her with burning eyes and whispered, "Madam, let's talk."