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

That evening, Pei Jinhe returned to her dormitory, packed up all the things Zhou Yuanche had given her, and meticulously calculated the cost of their dinner date.

She even embezzled money from a single pack of tissues for Zhou Yuanche.

Before returning, she made a point of exchanging some change.

Having no money at all, Pei Jinhe decided to take the loss herself and round it up.

In total, Zhou Yuanche still owed her two cents.

After calculating the amount, wrap it in paper.

She handwrote a list on an A4 sheet of paper, carefully checked it over, and after confirming that it was correct, placed the list and the money on top and sealed it with wide tape.

Although they had only been together for six months, Zhou Yuanche had pursued her for a whole year before that.

During this time, Zhou Yuanche sent her quite a few things.

Various luxury handbags, designer clothes and shoes, and even extravagant jewelry. Expensive cosmetics and skincare products.

Pei Jinhe hadn't even opened the packaging for these clothes; the tags were still hanging on them.

After finishing packing, Pei Jinhe contacted the deliveryman and asked him to pick it up the next morning.

After finishing everything, Pei Jinhe saw that Shen Huaiyu had accepted the invitation.

His WeChat profile picture is a tulip in the night. The black tulip almost blends into the darkness, creating a somber and oppressive atmosphere.

Pei Jinhe thought for a moment, then proactively sent a few words: 【Hello, I'm Pei Jinhe.】

Shen Huaiyu came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. The man was wearing a bathrobe, the belt of which was loosely tied, and the smooth lines of his muscles could be vaguely seen.

Seeing the phone screen light up, the man's long, slender fingers picked up the phone from the bedside table and replied: [Shen Huaiyu.]

Pei Jinhe was naturally introverted and not very good at chatting with others, and Shen Huaiyu wasn't much of a chatterbox either. After replying, he fell into a long silence.

Shen Huaiyu went straight to the point: "Are you free tomorrow? Let's go get our marriage certificate."

Pei Jinhe's fingers tightened slightly. She thought that since Old Madam Shen had chosen Shen Huaiyu as her marriage partner, it was perfectly reasonable for Shen Huaiyu to want to register their marriage: 【Yes.】

The experiment went very smoothly today. As long as there are no unexpected events, she doesn't need to be in the lab watching over things all the time.

Shen Huaiyu: [Tomorrow morning at 10:00 AM, at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.]

Pei Jinhe: [Okay.]

...

The deliveryman arrived early in the morning. Pei Jinhe checked Zhou Yuanche's address and contact information one last time. Watching the car drive away, there was no trace of lingering affection or reluctance in her eyes.

It was still early, so Pei Jinhe went to the laboratory again to make sure everything was normal before taking a taxi to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Half an hour later, at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Pei Jinhe got out of the taxi, took out her phone from her pocket, and paid the fare.

In October, the autumn wind is bleak, carrying a desolate chill. The withered yellow leaves sway helplessly in the wind, revealing an unspeakable desolation.

Pei Jinhe wrapped her coat tightly around herself; her figure was thin and frail, making her look pitiful.

A black Bentley was parked on the side of the road. Its sharp, metallic body exuded a cold and understated aura, yet it was impossible to ignore.

Shen Yan, who was driving, respectfully said, "Third Master, it's Miss Pei."

Although he had never met Pei Jinhe in person, he had seen her photograph through Madam Shen.

She looks much better in person than in photos.

Judging from their looks alone, they are quite a good match for Third Master.

A tall, slender man with a refined air sat in the back row. His long legs were crossed, and his posture was casual and unrestrained, yet still exuding a noble air.

He looked down at the documents in his hand, his thick eyelashes drooping slightly, obscuring his dark and cold phoenix eyes. His sleeves were casually rolled up twice, revealing a section of his lean and pale wrist.

Upon hearing Shen Yan's voice, Shen Huaiyu indifferently lifted his eyelashes and looked over.

In the hazy mist, a slender figure suddenly appeared in sight.

The girl was very beautiful, tall and slender, with fair skin, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, delicate features, and a pair of bright, clear eyes that looked like a spring, clean and spotless.

Her jet-black, silky hair cascaded over her shoulders, slightly disheveled by the wind, and her fair skin added a touch of softness and fragility to her appearance.

She looks ethereal and innocent, and very well-behaved.

Pei Jinhe.

Shen Huaiyu pressed the window up/down button with his slender fingers. The man's voice was indifferent and calm, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Pei Jinhe was about to call and ask if Shen Huaiyu had arrived when she suddenly heard someone call her name. Her fingers, which were holding the phone, paused slightly, and she subconsciously looked back.

Her gaze met the man's deep, sharp black eyes.

The man had skin as white as snow, a face as beautiful as a painting, eyebrows as black as ink, and long, narrow phoenix eyes that were both wicked and alluring. His eyes were as deep as a cold, deep pool, exuding a cool and bewitching charm.

Pei Jinhe's breath hitched. This was the first time she had ever seen the powerful and influential Master Shen from the capital. She never expected that Master Shen would be so handsome.

She opened her mouth, her voice hoarse: "Shen Huaiyu."

"It's me." Shen Huaiyu's voice was cold and distant.

Pei Jinhe pursed her lips: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, for keeping you waiting."

Shen Huaiyu looked up and met a pair of peach blossom eyes as clear as autumn water, pure and bright, clean without a trace of impurity. He slightly looked away and said, "It's okay, I just arrived too."

"Get in the car," Shen Huaiyu said indifferently.

Pei Jinhe looked up at the three big characters "Civil Affairs Bureau". We're already at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, so why are they still asking her to get in the car?

Seeing her confusion, Shen Huaiyu parted his thin lips slightly: "Let's sign the prenuptial agreement first."

Pei Jinhe paused for a moment. Marriages like theirs, where the statuses were unequal, did indeed require a prenuptial agreement.

She walked around to the other side and opened the car door. The interior was decorated in a uniform dark color scheme, with no messy decorations, no smell of smoke, and no scent of perfume.

But there was a cool, crisp sandalwood scent, clean, aloof, and distant, just like him.

Pei Jinhe bent down and sat down. The cool sandalwood scent lingered in her breath, making her heart skip a beat.

This taste seems a little familiar.

Her body was pressed close to the door, her back straight, and her hands were placed obediently on her knees, making her appear even more docile and submissive.

Shen Huaiyu handed her the prenuptial agreement along with a pen: "This is a prenuptial agreement. I hope you will fulfill it after marriage."

Perhaps due to nervousness, Pei Jinhe's fingers brushed against the man's fingertips as she took the prenuptial agreement.

Her fingers were cold, while the man's fingertips were dry and warm.

The moment I touched it, it felt like an electric current was shooting through me, a tingling, numb sensation.

Pei Jinhe's fingers tightened as she flipped through the prenuptial agreement, which was as long as a dictionary.

Article 1: Divorce after one year, no further entanglement.

Article 2: Failure to fulfill marital obligations and discussion of feelings.

Article 3: No interference or disturbance between us.

……

Article N: After the divorce, she will receive a villa in Qiwu Bay, a luxury car worth tens of millions of yuan, and 100 million yuan as compensation.