Did Miss become a nun today?

Chapter 22 You've fallen for him, so you don't want me anymore.

Pei Changfeng's gaze shifted from Xie Yun Chu's face to Wei Zhao outside the gate.

Her eyes were a little red in the twilight light, and she gritted her teeth as she asked, "Xie Yun Chu, where did you go?"

"Go outside the city."

"Who is he, and why did you get off his carriage?"

Seeing that she remained silent, Pei Changfeng suddenly grabbed her shoulder, causing her to wince in pain.

"Speak up, who is he?!"

Wei Zhao lunged forward to shove the man aside, but Pei Changfeng was no weakling either. With a wave of his hand, he shouted, "Get lost!"

"Xie Yun Chu, have you forgotten your place? Have you forgotten our relationship?"

Xie Yun Chu met his gaze. "What is our relationship?"

Pei Changfeng laughed angrily, "What relationship? You're asking me what our relationship is? After all these years, you still don't know what our relationship is!"

She really didn't know; to be honest, it didn't really matter at all.

"Xie Yun Chu, is it because of this man that you're ignoring me, angry with me, and constantly neglecting me?"

He gripped her shoulders tighter, his fingertips turning slightly white, his eyes glistening with tears, and his eye sockets glaringly red.

"You've fallen for him, so you don't want me anymore, is that right?"

Before Xie Yun Chu could say anything, Wei Zhao grabbed Pei Chang Feng's wrist and said coldly, "Second Young Master Pei, let go."

Pei Changfeng was already furious, staring fiercely at Wei Zhao, and threw a punch at him.

Wei Zhao was a general who had fought on the battlefield, and his martial arts skills were naturally far superior to Pei Changfeng's mediocre skills.

He sidestepped, pulled Xie Yun Chu behind him, kicked her, and twisted his arm, throwing her to the ground.

Pei Changfeng got up, still wanting to fight, but Xie Yun Chu called out, "Pei Changfeng!"

His fist, which was about to be thrown, paused. He gave a bitter laugh. "You're protecting him, you're protecting him?"

"Xie Yun Chu, do you even have a heart?"

Xie Yun Chu was stunned. She had been circling around him for ten years, yet she still didn't know if he had any feelings for her.

Wei Zhao said coldly, "Young Master Pei, it is not the behavior of a gentleman to bully a woman."

Pei Changfeng was furious. A gentleman?

What a load of rubbish about being a gentleman!

He glared fiercely at Wei Zhao, "Mind your own business."

As he spoke, he stepped forward to pull her up.

Xie Yun Chu hid behind Wei Zhao, but felt she shouldn't implicate others.

Before she could speak, Wei Zhao pulled her to the side, shielding her, his hand gripping her wrist firmly without loosening his grip. The grip was light but extremely steady.

Upon witnessing this scene, Pei Changfeng's last shred of reason vanished.

"Fine, very well." He sneered, his voice trembling. "Xie Yun Chu, you let him touch you? You let a stranger touch you?"

Xie Yun Chu withdrew her hand without looking at him, but thanked Wei Zhao instead, "Thank you very much, General Wei. It's getting late, you should go back soon."

Wei Zhao glanced at Pei Changfeng, still uneasy, "You..."

"I can handle it. I'm truly sorry for causing the general trouble today."

"It's alright."

Wei Zhao descended the steps, leaped onto his horse, looked back, and then rode away.

Back at Shifang Courtyard, Pei Changfeng sternly ordered, "No one is allowed to enter."

"Bang!"

The door closed, and Pei Changfeng pulled her in front of him. "Xie Yun Chu, you'd better explain yourself."

Xie Yun Chu remained indifferent. "What's there to explain?"

This nonchalant reaction only provoked him further, and he lunged at her like a madman, yelling, "Xie Yun Chu! Are you trying to drive me crazy?"

He was so angry that he pulled her into his arms. He used to be annoyed when she cried, but today he wanted to make her cry.

His eyes darkened as he pressed down on those red lips.

Xie Yun Chu panicked, turned her face away, and pushed him forcefully, her voice trembling but trying to remain calm, "Pei Changfeng, are you crazy? Get out!"

Pei Changfeng seemed taken aback. "You're telling me to get lost? You've never spoken to me like this before."

"Yun Chu, are you really unwilling to explain? Tell me, who is he? Do you like him?"

Xie Yun's heart nearly jumped out of her chest. "Pei Changfeng, by what right do you expect me to explain?"

"What makes you think I am your wife? Xie Yun Chu, you are my betrothed!"

Xie Yun Chu laughed, "A verbal marriage agreement is not valid because the three written documents are not prepared and the six rites are not completed."

"Who says it doesn't count?" Pei Changfeng practically roared, his voice cracking, filled with the unconcealed embarrassment and grievance of a young man. "Xie Yun Chu, it's you who's ignoring me! It's you who's avoiding me! It's you..."

He couldn't continue.

The mist in his eyes condensed into water, and he abruptly turned his head, wiping his face hard with his sleeve as if trying to erase all the embarrassment.

After wiping his face, his gaze fell on their clasped hands, and he suddenly laughed, a laugh that was more painful than crying.

You weren't like this before.

"You used to smile at me, get angry with me, wait for me to come home, give me the cold shoulder, and even embroider sachets for me... even though they weren't very good."

Xie Yun Chu's eyelashes trembled.

"You said you'd marry me, you said you'd marry me when you grew up." Pei Changfeng's voice finally went hoarse. "Have you forgotten all that?"

As dusk settled, the courtyard was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.

Xie Yun Chu remained silent for a long time, so long that the light in Pei Chang Feng's eyes gradually faded away.

"I haven't forgotten," Xie Yunchu said.

Pei Changfeng looked up abruptly, only to hear her say, "But I realized later that it's me who wants to marry you, not you who wants to marry me."

"Now that I don't want to get married, it's my decision."

"You said you would marry a girl from the Wang family, or a young lady from the Zhang family, but not me. There are too many people you want to marry, so I'm not going to join in."

Pei Changfeng's expression changed drastically.

"No, no, I was just joking, it wasn't true."

Pei Changfeng took her hand and softened his voice, "Yun Chu, please don't talk to me like that, okay?"

"You're not allowed to see that person again, okay?"

He gazed intently at her, his eyes filled with a cautious pleading.

Before he could answer, a loud crash came from outside, the door was kicked open, and Pei Changyu stood in the doorway with a frighteningly gloomy face.

"Second brother, what are you doing?"

Pei Changfeng's hand was still holding Xie Yun Chu's wrist. Hearing this, he stiffened but did not let go.

"Let go." Pei Changyu's voice wasn't loud, but it brooked no argument.

"Big brother..."

"I'll let you go."

Tonight's farce finally came to an end under Pei Changyu's intimidating presence.

She breathed a heavy sigh of relief and thanked him, "Thank you so much, cousin."

"Don't stand on ceremony with me, were you frightened?"

She shook her head. "It's alright."

She wasn't afraid, she was just surprised by Pei Changfeng's attitude.

He shouldn't have reacted this way.

Even if she really likes someone else, he should be the happiest one.