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

"No."

Shen Huaiyu's eyes were cold, his dark phoenix eyes filled with frost: "From now on, when you see me, call me President Shen. Don't try to establish a relationship with me."

"Did you understand?"

His voice was cold and sharp, each word like ice, sending chills down one's spine.

In an instant, cold sweat broke out on Xu Yunrou's back, and she said tremblingly, "I...I understand."

"If this happens again, our cooperation will end here."

Shen Huaiyu's tone was calm, but carried an undeniable authority: "Also, if you continue to do it yourself in the future, there's no need for our two families to continue our cooperation."

Xu Yunrou clenched her fists, her lips parting slightly: "Why?"

Shen Huaiyu spoke the most hurtful words in the calmest tone: "Your professional skills are terrible, you're just wasting my time."

These words showed Xu Yunrou absolutely no mercy.

Xu Yunrou's face turned extremely ugly, and her newly done manicure dug into her flesh.

Before coming, she practiced repeatedly, just so that Shen Huaiyu could see her excellent side.

As a result, Shen Huaiyu actually complained that she was not good at her job.

Having witnessed the whole thing, Shen Yan suppressed the corners of his lips that were turning up.

Third Master's words really hit home.

However, Xu Yunrou's professional skills were indeed not very good, and Third Master became impatient during the conversation.

In the past, this cooperation would have been canceled long ago.

However, on the other hand, it seems that Third Master's temper has improved a bit since he got married.

In the evening, Pei Jinhe walked out of the company building as the sun set.

In late autumn, a cool breeze blows, swirling up the withered yellow leaves on the ground, adding an extra touch of desolation and bleakness.

Upon seeing the familiar black Bentley, Pei Jinhe quickened her pace and walked over.

The moment the car door opened, warm air mixed with her familiar scent of cool sandalwood wafted towards her.

Pei Jinhe bent down and sat in the car. Her nostrils twitched slightly as an unfamiliar perfume scent wafted into her nostrils, seemingly coming from Shen Huaiyu.

She paused in closing the door, a faint, strange feeling welling up inside her.

"What's wrong?" Shen Huaiyu asked when he saw that she hadn't closed the car door.

Pei Jinhe snapped out of her daze, closed the car door, glanced at Shen Huaiyu, and said casually, "It's nothing, it's just that your perfume smells a bit strong."

Shen Huaiyu lowered his head and smelled his coat; it did indeed smell of perfume.

He turned his head to look at Pei Jinhe's exquisite profile, and the moment he spoke, he felt inexplicably strange: "Someone came to the company today to discuss cooperation, and this is the perfume she was wearing."

Xu Yunrou's perfume scent was indeed quite strong. After she left, he even asked Shen Yan to turn on the exhaust fan to disperse the perfume smell throughout the room.

Upon hearing this, Pei Jinhe's initial unease vanished completely. At that moment, her heart felt as if something had brushed against it, leaving only a faint ripple.

Was he explaining something to her?

There's really no need for that, since they're not really a married couple.

Shen Yan, who was driving, spoke up in time: "Yes, Madam, I can testify that I was there the whole time. Third Master and she were just talking about work."

"I was just saying it offhand." Pei Jinhe was afraid that Shen Huaiyu would think she was going to check up on him, since they had agreed not to interfere with each other.

Shen Yan glanced at Shen Huaiyu's face in the mirror, and seeing that he looked normal, he continued, "Now that I've seen it, I definitely need to explain it clearly, otherwise there might be some misunderstanding."

Pei Jinhe: "..."

What could she possibly misunderstand?

She and Shen Huaiyu were only in a marriage of convenience. Even if Shen Huaiyu really went out and found another woman, it had nothing to do with her. All she had to do was get the compensation they had agreed on after the divorce.

Shen Huaiyu's long, deep phoenix eyes took in her calm expression, and he frowned slightly: "Come back to the old house with me tomorrow."

Pei Jinhe didn't care at all who he met.

He should have been indifferent, or even pleased with Pei Jinhe's tactful behavior.

But now he felt not joy, but a faint sense of loss.

Because I don't care.

That's why I don't care.

"Okay." Pei Jinhe paused for a moment, "Is there anything we need to buy?"

Shen Huaiyu suppressed the strange feeling in his heart: "No need, I'll have someone prepare it."

Back at Lanyuan.

Shen Huaiyu took off his coat and threw it directly into the trash can.

Pei Jinhe looked at the clothes in the trash can: "It can't be that bad, can it?"

This dress was custom-made and wasn't cheap.

It's such a waste to just throw it away.

Rich people can do whatever they want.

Shen Huaiyu was wearing a black shirt underneath, the buttons fastened neatly, which added a touch of restrained allure to his handsome face.

He parted his thin lips slightly: "It smells of perfume. It's filthy."

"Wow!" exclaimed Number One in an exaggerated voice, "Master, your husband is such a paragon of male virtue!"

Pei Jinhe blushed, and in anger, she kicked Number One on the spot, threatening, "Shut up, or I'll dismantle your language system!"

Number One obediently put his mouth on the ground.

Only those who understand the times can speak out.

Shen Huaiyu curled his lips into a smile.

This little gadget makes a pretty nice sound.

……

The next day, at the Shen family's old residence.

The woman sitting next to Madam Shen was about twenty-seven years old. She was beautiful, had an excellent temperament, and sat with dignified posture. It was clear at a glance that she was a lady from a prominent family.

She is Shen Hanyin, Shen Huaiyu's half-daughter.

She chatted with the old lady, and as they talked, the conversation turned to Pei Jinhe: "Grandma, I heard Huaiyu got married? Why so suddenly? He didn't even tell me."

Mrs. Shen said, "I only found out on the day they got their marriage certificate."

"Whose daughter is she?" Shen Hanyin knew that her younger brother's wife was chosen by their grandmother.

Although Grandma is old, she has high standards; no socialite or heiress in Kyoto can catch her eye.

Speaking of Pei Jinhe, the old lady smiled brightly: "The Ji family's adopted daughter, although her family background is not very good, is an excellent person. She is beautiful and sensible."

The car engine started up.

The old lady glanced outside and said with a smile, "Speak of the devil, and he appears."

Shen Hanyin couldn't wait to see what her sister-in-law looked like, so she walked out in her high heels.

Pei Jinhe had just stepped out of the car when the sunlight shone on her fair face, making her skin appear even whiter and more like jade. Her peach blossom eyes were full of affection, and she was pure and stunningly beautiful, without a trace of worldliness.

"Wow!" Shen Hanyin's eyes lit up as she looked at Pei Jinhe. "You're my sister-in-law! You're so beautiful!"

Faced with Shen Hanyin's enthusiasm, Pei Jinhe was a little flustered and gave an awkward smile.

Shen Huaiyu walked around the front of the car and stood next to Pei Jinhe. His voice was calm but not distant: "Sister, don't scare her."

One was radiantly beautiful, the other possessed an ethereal, jade-like appearance.

They are a perfect match.

Shen Hanyin smiled broadly and looked at Shen Huaiyu: "Having a wife really makes a difference, she knows how to take care of people now."