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

Shen Huaiyu pressed his temples, his voice languid: "I agree."

The old lady has been talking about this to him for two months. Since the old lady likes her so much, he might as well marry her to make the old lady happy.

The old lady was overjoyed: "Good, good! I'll send you Pei's contact information later. You two chat, be polite and speak well, and don't scare the girl away."

"I understand," Shen Huaiyu said wearily.

Pei Jinhe woke up at three in the afternoon. She hadn't eaten all day, and her stomach was growling with hunger.

She got out of bed and pulled out her small electric cooker.

Although the school prohibits the use of high-power electrical appliances.

But what about students?

They insist on doing what they're told not to do.

It would be strange if they could follow the rules.

Pei Jinhe lives here alone and practically considers it her home; she has a fairly complete set of kitchen utensils and seasonings.

Pei Jinhe saw that there was still one tomato, a few eggs, and a handful of dry noodles left.

I made myself a bowl of tomato and egg noodles.

After eating and drinking her fill, Pei Jinhe felt like she had finally come back to life.

She leaned back in her chair, scrolling through short videos on her phone.

A WeChat message popped up from the top of my phone.

Zhou Yuanche: [Jinhe, when will you finish today's research? Are you free tonight? I'll take you out for dinner.]

Pei Jinhe looked at the words and a mocking sneer curled her lips.

This bet.

It's time to end this.

Pei Jinhe: [Let's break up.]

After sending the message, Pei Jinhe immediately blocked and deleted the contact.

I thought I would be heartbroken, but when it actually happened, I was surprisingly calm and at peace.

Zhou Yuanche is currently playing with Ji Yuyan and a group of friends, playing jacks.

He held a billiard cue in one hand and a mobile phone in the other.

The man was about twenty-two years old. Stray hairs fell across his forehead, partially obscuring his eyebrows and eyes. His eyebrows and eyes were dark and deep, his profile was well-defined, and his thin lips were slightly upturned, giving off a nonchalant and casual vibe.

He was wearing an expensive trench coat, which was open, and he leaned against the pool table with an unsteady posture, exuding both arrogance and youthful vigor.

"Bang!"

Upon seeing the message from Pei Jinhe, the billiard cue fell to the ground.

"Brother Che, what's wrong?" Ji Yuyan's makeup was exquisite, and she was wearing a tight dress with a slit that almost reached her upper thigh.

She deliberately pressed herself against Zhou Yuanche's arm, her sweet voice filled with concern.

Zhou Yuanche ignored her, his eyes fixed on his phone. His chest felt tight and constricted, as if a huge rock was pressing down on him.

"Brother Che, what happened?"

His brothers all swarmed around him.

Zhou Yuanche frowned, his voice low and suppressed: "Jinhe wants to break up with me."

"what?"

Everyone was completely bewildered, except for Ji Yuyan, whose eyes flashed with a hint of joy and pride.

She knew it.

Knowing the truth, Pei Jinhe will definitely break up with Zhou Yuanche.

She was the one who met and liked Zhou Yuanche first, so why should Pei Jinhe, that unwanted bastard, become Zhou Yuanche's girlfriend just because of a bet?

Pei Jinhe is just waiting to marry Shen Huaiyu, that violent and ruthless man.

She might be tortured to death within days of marrying him.

"How could Pei Jinhe, who likes you so much, possibly break up with you?" It was Zhou Yuanche's good friend, Guo Tianhao, who spoke.

He paused, then guessed, "We can't let her know about our bet, can we?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yuanche looked over with his cold, sinister eyes.

Guo Tianhao felt a chill run down his spine under Zhou Yuanche's gaze and shook his head in denial, fearing for his life: "It has nothing to do with me, I didn't say anything."

Zhou Yuanche then glanced at the others.

The others also shook their heads, saying, "It has nothing to do with us."

Ji Yuyan clenched her fists in anger.

Zhou Yuanche's actions clearly indicate that he does not want to break up with Pei Jinhe.

Could it be that he has really fallen for Pei Jinhe?

No, she absolutely cannot let them get back together.

She must make sure her mother marries Pei Jinhe to Shen Huaiyu as soon as possible.

The brother next to him comforted him.

"That's just how little girls are; they just want you to comfort them."

"Brother Che, you can't spoil women, or they'll only become more and more unruly."

Ji Yuyan took Zhou Yuanche's arm and deliberately spoke in a high-pitched voice: "Brother Che, that's just how my sister is. She gets angry easily. Don't take it to heart."

"Look how magnanimous and sensible Yan Yan is. Pei Jinhe is just an adopted daughter. I don't know where she gets the right to be so arrogant."

"Brother Che, don't pay any attention to her. It's her honor that you're with her, and she's so ungrateful."

They were only kind to Pei Jinhe because of Zhou Yuanche; otherwise, an adopted daughter wouldn't be worthy of their attention.

Zhou Yuanche put his phone back in his pocket and reminded her, "Keep your mouths shut. Jinhe must not know about our bet."

He'd let her cool off for a while; he didn't believe Pei Jinhe was really willing to break up with him.

After all, he was the only one in the world who loved her.

the next day.

Pei Jinhe got up early and made herself a simple sandwich with vegetables and eggs inside, which was nutritious and healthy.

Thinking about the arranged marriage, Pei Jinhe casually added Shen Huaiyu on WeChat.

After adding the phone, she put it in her pocket and walked towards the lab.

The research group she joined was led by He Bing, the director of the Institute of Science and Technology.

At the same time, she is also He Bing's last disciple. Over the years, Pei Jinhe has contributed to the development of the latest AI technology launched by the Science and Technology Research Institute.

She had never told anyone these things, not even Zhou Yuanche.

Zhou Yuanche always thought that she had joined an ordinary research group and was doing odd jobs.

We arrived at the laboratory.

Pei Jinhe hung her coat on the hanger and changed into a white lab coat.

In the center of the laboratory, a large computer was running, calculating and simulating experimental data.

Their team has five members, three men and two women.

The four of them were in front of the computer, typing away furiously, their eyes glued to the experimental data on the screen. The keyboards were practically sparking with each keystroke.

Seeing Pei Jinhe enter, Han Wanying cried out as if she'd seen a savior, "Jinhe, my darling! It's an emergency! Come quick, save the day!"

"They're here, they're here."

Pei Jinhe jogged over, turned on her computer, and joined the ranks of those typing on keyboards.

She typed on the keyboard while effortlessly directing the others.

The girl's face was calm, her eyes slightly lowered, her dark eyes as still as a deep pool, revealing a tenacity. Her delicate brows held a hint of composure, and her fair fingers tapped the keyboard calmly, with a confident air of mastery.

An hour later, seeing the experimental data finally return to normal, the five of them breathed a sigh of relief.