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

Shen Huaiyu's face was indifferent, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were as calm as a deep pool, without any emotional fluctuations.

Before Pei Jinhe could even process what was happening, she had already hung up the phone.

Panicked, Pei Jinhe glanced at Shen Huaiyu beside her. Seeing Shen Huaiyu's calm expression, she realized what had happened and was speechless at herself.

What is she feeling guilty about?

Anyone who didn't know better would think she was having an affair behind her husband's back.

She opened her mouth, about to explain, when the man's cold voice rang out: "Pei Jinhe, in the year since we got married, handle your personal relationships well. I don't want to hear any gossip."

His tone was calm, devoid of any personal emotion.

It was entirely for the sake of his own reputation.

"I'll handle it."

Pei Jinhe sent a text message to that number: "We've broken up. Don't contact me again."

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As Zhou Yuanche listened to the mechanical voice coming from his phone, the veins on the back of his hand holding the phone bulged, and he slammed the phone on the table with a "smack!"

The assistant was so frightened that he trembled.

The assistant's heart bled as he looked at the phone slammed on the table.

He just bought this phone; he's only used it for a week.

Zhou Yuanche took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anger within him, and handed the phone back to his assistant: "You can go out now."

The assistant took his phone and practically flew away.

Zhou Yuanche tugged at his cumbersome tie.

He was puzzled.

Why did Pei Jinhe break up with him?

Pei Jinhe clearly relies on and likes him so much.

Zhou Yuanche's unease grew stronger.

Aside from the bet, he didn't do anything else.

A bet.

Zhou Yuanche's brows were deeply furrowed.

He got together with Pei Jinhe because of a bet.

Why does he feel uncomfortable now that Pei Jinhe wants to break up with him?

She's just a woman.

He is the eldest son of the prestigious Zhou family and the newly appointed president of the Zhou Group.

You can't find the kind of woman you want.

Let's see what kind of man Pei Jinhe can find after leaving him.

Lanyuan.

The car drove into the entrance of the residential area.

Pei Jinhe knew this place; it was a famous school district property in Kyoto, close to Kyoto University, and extremely sought after. Even if you had money, you might not be able to buy it.

"Where is this?" She turned to look at Shen Huaiyu.

Shen Huaiyu's hands, resting on his knees, had distinct knuckles, long fingers, and neatly trimmed nails, making them as beautiful as works of art.

He said calmly, "Grandma knew you were still in school, so she bought a house near the school for us to live together."

Pei Jinhe didn't ask any further questions.

It doesn't matter where you live.

Living here, close to the school, is convenient for her.

Before getting out of the car, Pei Jinhe took the initiative to explain: "Although we were together for half a year, we broke up two days ago. The reason for our breakup has nothing to do with the arranged marriage."

She felt she needed to explain.

After all, this man is now her husband in name only.

Although she had no feelings for Shen Huaiyu.

But she has an emotional attachment to money!

What if Shen Huaiyu withholds her money after the divorce because of this?

Shen Huaiyu nodded without saying anything.

Incredibly indifferent.

Pei Jinhe didn't care about his attitude.

Although he's a bit cold-hearted.

But he's quite generous.

As long as you're generous with the money, nothing else matters.

The houses in Lanyuan are all large single-level apartments.

It has three bedrooms and a living room, and it's big and spacious.

The interior is decorated in a warm and inviting style, with a soft carpet at the entrance, a beige leather two-seater sofa, and large floor-to-ceiling windows that let in sunlight, filling the room with warmth.

Shen Huaiyu lowered his eyes and looked at the girl beside him: "Let's choose a room."

Pei Jinhe gripped the suitcase handle slightly tighter: "Why don't you choose first?"

This is, after all, Shen Huaiyu's house.

Shen Huaiyu said indifferently, "Just choose what I'm told to choose, stop with the nonsense."

"I live here." Pei Jinhe looked around and pointed to a secondary bedroom.

Shen Huaiyu looked in the direction she was pointing: "You pack first, I'll take you back to the old house to see Grandma tonight."

Pei Jinhe pulled her suitcase over, and just as she put her hand on the doorknob, she turned to look at Shen Huaiyu.

Shen Huaiyu asked, "Is there anything else?"

Pei Jinhe said hastily, "I didn't buy a gift for the old lady. What does she like? I'll go buy it now."

This is my first time visiting my elders.

Nobody goes empty-handed.

Shen Huaiyu raised his cool, aloof eyes slightly: "No need, I'll have someone prepare it."

"Thank you," Pei Jinhe said politely.

She didn't have much money. The cheap ones were too expensive for a wealthy family like the Shen family to afford, and the expensive ones were too expensive for her to afford.

It would be quite embarrassing if you bought the wrong thing.

Shen Huaiyu took the initiative to prepare a gift to meet her and accommodate her wishes.

Pei Jinhe pressed down on the doorknob and pushed her suitcase into the room.

The room is spacious, and the warm light blue color paired with white curtains creates a cozy and beautiful atmosphere.

Wardrobe, desk, beanbag chair – everything is provided.

Pei Jinhe's lips curled up slightly.

This room is more than she has lived in the Ji family's house for a long time.

Pei Jinhe opened the wardrobe and put her clothes inside.

She had very few clothes; even if she put them all in, her wardrobe would still look empty.

But Pei Jinhe was already very satisfied. Looking at the soft bed, she couldn't help but lie down and roll around.

Soft and comfortable, just like lying in a pile of cotton.

This is much more comfortable than the bed at school.

master bedroom.

Shen Huaiyu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The location was excellent, offering a view of the brightly lit and bustling night scene.

Still no news?

The man's voice was cool and gentle.

"No," Shen Feng, standing behind him, replied with his head down.

Shen Huaiyu turned around, his gloomy gaze falling on Shen Feng like an icy blade: "You can't even find a single person. I really don't know what use you are to me."

Shen Feng was so frightened that he stammered, "Third Master, the person who deleted the surveillance footage is no ordinary person."

"Keep trying to restore the surveillance system." Shen Huaiyu's voice was low, cold, and harsh.

Shen Feng: "Yes."

Pei Jinhe lay on the bed, her mind blank, not thinking about anything.

It's rare to have such a leisurely and carefree time.

A knock came at the door.

Pei Jinhe snapped out of her daze, quickly got up to open the door, and asked Shen Yan standing there, "Is there something you need?"

Shen Yan said without looking at him, "Third Master wants you to go eat."

Pei Jinhe was stunned. Since her grandmother passed away, the Ji family had never invited her to eat.

There will never be any food for her.

The food on the table was all packed up and brought by Shen Feng when he came; Pei Jinhe recognized the logo printed on the packaging bags.

This is a very famous private restaurant in Kyoto.

It is expensive.

She had eaten with Han Wanying once.

Pei Jinhe pulled out the chair opposite Shen Huaiyu and sat down, silently picking at the food in her bowl.

I'm really not familiar with this person in front of me.

During the meal, Pei Jinhe only picked at the plate of shredded potatoes in front of her.

"Are the shredded potatoes that delicious?" The man's voice suddenly rang out, startling Pei Jinhe.