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

Wu Min's face turned ashen.

What she hates most is being called a mistress!

She was the one who met Sheng Tingshan first.

If she hadn't come from a poor family, she wouldn't have had to watch helplessly as Sheng Tingshan ordered her to marry someone else.

He finally managed to outwit his wife and take over the position, but now he's being addressed as "Third" by everyone.

How could she possibly swallow this insult!

But now that Shen Huaiyu is in charge of the Shen family, she naturally doesn't dare to openly express her dissatisfaction.

"What's so great about that woman!" Sheng Tingshan shouted angrily.

He already disliked Shen Huaiyu's untamed arrogance, and now he was defying him for the sake of a woman.

Shen Huaiyu's voice was cold and indifferent, sounding even more chilly in the cold night: "She's perfect in every way."

Wu Min feigned concern and said, "Huaiyu, how can you talk to your father like that? He's only doing this for your own good, hoping you can marry a woman of equal social standing."

Shen Huaiyu scoffed, "No need. I'm not worthy of his kindness; I'm afraid I'll die young."

Shen Tingshan's eyes blazed with fury.

Pei Jinhe happened to see this scene when she arrived. She pursed her lips, strode over, and stood next to Shen Huaiyu.

The anger in Shen Tingshan's eyes burned even brighter when he saw Pei Jinhe. He said with disgust, "What a troublemaker! She causes trouble wherever she goes!"

Pei Jinhe: "..."

I'm speechless.

If you have an eye problem, just get it treated.

Don't go out and bother people.

Shen Huaiyu's phoenix eyes were cold and ruthless: "If you don't want your tongue anymore, I can help you pull it out."

His voice was cold and ruthless, filled with a strong sense of malevolence.

Shen Tingshan was so angry that his face turned red and his chest heaved violently, but he knew clearly that Shen Huaiyu really dared to do this.

His son is a madman; once he goes crazy, no one can stop him.

For this woman, she repeatedly contradicted him and even said things like she wanted to pull out his tongue.

Those who know him are his son; those who don't might think he's his enemy!

"Huaiyu! How could you talk to your father like that?" Wu Min patted Shen Tingshan on the back while scolding Shen Huaiyu.

Actually, she secretly hoped that this matter would escalate as much as possible.

Shen Huaiyu gave him a cold look: "I mean what I say."

His gaze swept over Shen Tingshan and Wu Min, a mocking sneer curling at the corner of his lips: "If even one person in your family dares to speak ill of my wife, I'll rip out all three of your tongues. You can try if you don't believe me."

Pei Jinhe's eyelashes trembled slightly.

It feels pretty good to be protected like this.

Shen Tingshan glared angrily, unleashing the full force of his years in power. His expression was ferocious and terrifying, making him look extremely frightening.

Most young girls would be really scared by her, but Pei Jinhe remained calm and composed.

She's already immune.

Anyway, with Shen Huaiyu around, Shen Tingshan wouldn't dare to do anything to her.

Shen Huaiyu didn't waste any more time with them and directly pulled Pei Jinhe into the car.

Shen Feng stepped on the gas, and the car sped off.

Shen Tingshan was furious as he watched the car drive away.

This son was already unruly and disobedient, and now that he has married a woman from a humble background, his temper has not only not subsided but has become even worse.

Wu Min feigned advice, saying, "Tingshan, Huaiyu has this temper, you know that."

"How could I have given birth to such a disobedient and unfilial son! I should never have let him join the company in the first place. Now that he's grown up, he's become completely lawless!"

Shen Tingshan now deeply regrets his past actions.

If Shen Huaiyu hadn't been brought into the group back then, the Shen family would still be in his hands now, and he wouldn't be being bullied by his own son.

At the time, he brought Shen Huaiyu into the group and sent him to work at the grassroots level, just so that he would know when to quit.

However, Shen Huaiyu secretly won people's hearts and secretly extended his reach into the upper echelons behind his back.

Those key personnel he personally promoted turned out to be people planted by Shen Huaiyu.

His son is incredibly cunning.

Wu Min gently comforted her, "Don't get too angry, or you'll harm your health."

Shen Tingshan said viciously, "Sooner or later, I'll make him pay for his actions!"

……

in the car.

Seeing the man's tense expression, Pei Jinhe asked softly, "Shen Huaiyu, are you alright?"

She thought Shen Tingshan was a very strange person.

If it were anyone else with such an outstanding son, they would be overjoyed. But Shen Tingshan, on the other hand, only wanted to suppress Shen Huaiyu, wishing that Shen Huaiyu would never be able to turn his life around.

Shen Huaiyu's aura was low, his eyes were cold, his jaw was tense as he suppressed the turbulent emotions churning within him, and he said in a soft voice, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Pei Jinhe looked into his dark eyes and smiled faintly: "Let's live our own lives well and not let unimportant people affect our mood."

She was already extremely beautiful, and when she smiled, her eyes curved into crescent moons, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

Shen Huaiyu's restless emotions miraculously returned to calm. His eyes were deep, like a boundless sea, and he swallowed hard: "Aren't you really afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid." Pei Jinhe shook her head, her eyes still gentle. "Shen Huaiyu, you are much better than you think, and I believe you won't hurt me."

Her voice was clear and firm, without the slightest hesitation.

Shen Huaiyu's gaze softened, but his heart suddenly raced, each beat resounding: "I will control myself."

If he ever has a relapse, he absolutely must not harm Pei Jinhe.

Pei Jinhe nodded: "I believe you."

In fact, she could see that the root of everything was Shen Tingshan.

……

Lan Yuan, bedroom.

Shen Huaiyu looked at the handbag in Pei Jinhe's hand and asked, "What are you carrying?"

"I don't know either, my sister gave it to me."

Pei Jinhe opened the bag and took the items out.

Inside was a black dress with lace detailing.

"What's this?" she asked, unfolding the clothes in confusion.

It was a lace camisole, made of a light and thin fabric, with a sheer veil in the middle that was partially visible, and a hollowed-out back.

The parts that should be covered are not covered at all.

Pei Jinhe looked at the "hot potato" in her hand and didn't know how to react for a moment.

This is so embarrassing!

Is this really meant for human wear?

Shen Huaiyu looked at the thin clothes in her hand, chuckled, and said with a hint of meaning in his tone, "Sister, you're quite good at giving gifts."

Pei Jinhe's face turned as red as a ripe shrimp; she wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground. She hurriedly hid the item behind her back, saying, "It's just a piece of clothing, nothing special!"

Shen Huaiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice rising slightly at the end, with a hint of a smile: "I think it's pretty good."