Third Master, please restrain yourself. Our marriage is a marriage of convenience.

Pei Jinhe's lips curled into a cold smile: "It's me."

Zhou Yuanche: [I am Zhou Yuanche, president of the Zhou Group. Do you remember when you donated the A chip to the Zhou Group for use?]

Pei Jinhe tapped the screen with her fair fingertips: 【I remember.】

There's been a problem with the chip development lately. Could you please come and offer some guidance?

Zhou Yuan adopted a very humble attitude and used extremely respectful language.

Pei Jinhe felt it was ironic that the high and mighty eldest son of the Zhou family would actually lower himself when he needed something from others.

When he was so arrogantly toying with her feelings, did he ever think that one day he would have to beg her for help?

Pei Jinhe: [I don't have time lately.]

Zhou Yuanche's heart skipped a beat, but since he needed her help, he didn't dare to rush her. He could only cautiously ask, "When would you be available?"

Pei Jinhe didn't want to waste time with him, so she sent a direct message: "Send me the progress of chip development and all information related to chips, the more comprehensive the better."

【Please wait a moment.】 Zhou Yuanche found the research materials and sent them all over.

After all, she had given him the core chip to use for free, and the contact information was provided by the highly respected Dean He. Zhou Yuanche must trust her completely, so naturally he would give her whatever she wanted.

After sending it, I asked again: "When can I expect a result?"

Pei Jinhe replied rather perfunctorily: 【Just wait, I'll tell you after I've finished reading it.】

She opened the document sent by Zhou Yuanche and found the page on raw materials for chip manufacturing.

As expected, Zhou Yuanche did not make any changes.

If the raw materials are substandard, the resulting chips will not be durable.

His R&D team is really incompetent. They gave him the chips, but he couldn't even replicate them.

The technology simply isn't up to par.

She didn't have time to play with Zhou Yuanche anymore; she would retrieve the chip in a couple of days.

Just then, Shen Huaiyu called.

The man's deep voice surged through her like an electric current: "I've arrived."

Pei Jinhe stood up, carrying her handbag: "I'll go out now."

Outside the mall, it was completely dark, and the rain was pouring down.

On rainy days, there are many cars, so they can't drive in and have to park on the side of the road.

Shen Yan was about to go downstairs to pick up Pei Jinhe when he received a call from Aunt Wang, asking if they had picked up Pei Jinhe yet.

Shen Yan: "Don't worry, we've arrived at the mall and are about to pick up my wife."

Aunt Wang: "Don't hang up yet."

Shen Yan frowned: "I still need to pick up my wife."

Aunt Wang was exasperated; none of them were reliable. She said firmly, "They're all such blockheads. Don't hang up."

Shen Yan glanced at Shen Huaiyu, who was sitting calmly in the back seat, in the rearview mirror, and immediately understood Aunt Wang's thoughts. He obediently hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of a door opening in the back row.

Shen Huaiyu walked towards the mall, holding an umbrella.

Shen Yan leaned against the car window, watching his master's departing figure with an expression of juicy gossip.

Judging from the current situation, it's a big question whether they will get divorced in a year.

Pei Jinhe stood at the entrance of the mall, the torrential rain falling in front of her, weaving a hazy picture in the rain.

A man holding a black umbrella walked slowly towards them with long, straight legs. His fingers, gripping the umbrella handle, were as white as jade. Raindrops danced on the umbrella's surface before slowly falling back to the ground.

As the man drew closer, his appearance gradually became clearer in Pei Jinhe's view.

The man had handsome features, and his devilish eyes and brows were like jade soaked in a cold pool, warm yet cold. He walked over unhurriedly, scattering the puddles on the ground.

Her beautiful pupils were a deep, unfathomable black. Her phoenix eyes were perfectly formed, long and narrow, with a graceful upward curve at the corners. They were hazy and gave her a bewitching and alluring look, but her eyes were cold and devoid of any warmth.

The man stopped in front of Pei Jinhe.

The crisp, cool sandalwood scent mingled with the dampness of the rain, making Pei Jinhe's heart race for a moment. She hadn't expected Shen Huaiyu to personally get out of the car to pick her up: "I'm so sorry to trouble you."

She certainly wouldn't be so narcissistic as to mistake Shen Huaiyu's coming to pick her up as a sign that he liked her.

This only shows that he is a very gentlemanly person, and has nothing to do with feelings.

Shen Huaiyu said calmly, "It was just on my way."

After saying that, he didn't say anything more, nor did he ask her what she did at the mall.

The rain was pouring down, and raindrops playfully rolled and bounced on the umbrella surface.

The two were close together, and the man's cool sandalwood scent enveloped the ground, completely shielding it from the chill of the downpour, while the rising temperature made their cheeks slightly flushed.

To keep the tote bag from getting wet, Pei Jinhe held it in her arms.

The raindrops, blown by the strong wind, hit Pei Jinhe's face, carrying a slight chill. She raised her hand to wipe the rain off her face, unaware that the umbrella was tilted slightly in her direction.

The green plants on both sides of the road were washed clean by the rain, and their branches and leaves swayed messily in the wind.

A black Bentley was parked on the side of the road.

Shen Huaiyu opened the passenger door and turned to the side. Pei Jinhe bent down and got into the car. As she got in, Shen Huaiyu held the umbrella over her head, leaving half of his body exposed to the rain.

After Pei Jinhe got into the car, Shen Huaiyu got in from the other side. The man sat next to her, and the unique sandalwood scent emanating from him lingered in her breath.

It was subtle, yet so powerful that it was impossible to ignore.

The messy raindrops pounded on the car body, the noisy sound both bothering her ears and disturbing her peace of mind.

Shen Huaiyu caught a glimpse of the handbag beside her.

The tote bag was placed beside her, partially hidden by her arm, with only a corner of the logo visible.

He knew the brand; it specialized in men's products.

Did she come to the mall today just to buy things for her man?

Who is it for?

Friends, elders, or perhaps her ex-boyfriend with whom she has broken up.

Shen Huaiyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

The night view outside the car window rushed past, and the interplay of light and shadow swept across the man's face.

In the dim light, the man's face remained expressionless, his devilishly handsome features exuding a coldness, but the temperature in his eyes was even colder than usual.

.....

Seeing the two of them return together, Aunt Wang smiled kindly and said, "You're back. Go wash your hands and have dinner."

The young master isn't made of wood; with such a beautiful young mistress by his side, who wouldn't be tempted?

Pei Jinhe's fingers tightened slightly as she held the handbag.

How can I give Shen Huaiyu a gift without seeming too deliberate?

Pei Jinhe didn't give out the gift until after dinner.

Back in the bedroom.

Pei Jinhe looked at the tote bag, still unable to come up with a good solution. Since she couldn't think of anything, she simply gave up and handed the bag over, saying, "Here you go."