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

Pei Jinhe's face burned from head to toe: "We agreed not to fulfill our marital obligations, and we're getting a divorce in a year. I can't possibly wear this kind of clothing to show you."

Even if there were real feelings, she wouldn't wear this kind of clothing for Shen Huaiyu to see.

The darkness in Shen Huaiyu's eyes deepened, and his smiling voice turned cold: "I didn't say I wanted to see it."

However, he is a gentleman.

"I told you but you still won't let me see it." Pei Jinhe stuffed the things back into her handbag and muttered, "Sister is really something, of all things to give, she had to give this kind of clothes."

If it were a loving couple, this would be considered romance.

If it were a contractual marriage like hers and Shen Huaiyu's, it would be awkward.

Shen Huaiyu paused for a moment and said, "She probably wants us to get to know each other better."

Pei Jinhe stuffed the handbag into the back of the wardrobe, then turned to look at him: "Shen Huaiyu, neither my sister nor Grandma knows about the agreement. What will you tell them when it expires and we get divorced?"

Her older sister and grandmother were really good to her.

She genuinely didn't want to hurt them.

Upon hearing this, Shen Huaiyu felt a heavy weight pressing on his heart, a dull ache in his chest: "Just say it's my problem, it has nothing to do with you."

He was the one who proposed the marriage of convenience.

Why did he feel so uncomfortable hearing that?

Pei Jinhe felt a slight pang in her heart. She tried hard to suppress the strange feeling in her heart and pretended to be nonchalant, raising the corners of her lips: "You don't have to take all the blame on yourself. You can say that our personalities are incompatible and we are not suitable to be together."

Shen Huaiyu's eyes stung slightly from the light shining from the ceiling: "You've thought of everything quite thoroughly."

Pei Jinhe forced a smile: "It was originally a marriage of convenience, so naturally we should part amicably."

This was what they agreed upon back then.

No entanglement, no talk of feelings.

Even after the divorce, Shen Huaiyu will still give her a car, a house, and money; she should be content with that.

But why do I feel so empty inside?

"Pei Jinhe." Shen Huaiyu suddenly called her name.

Pei Jinhe looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

The man never showed his emotions; his dark pupils seemed to pull her soul downwards like a whirlpool.

His thin lips moved slightly: "It's alright, it's getting late, let's go to sleep."

Pei Jinhe didn't say anything. She quickly washed up and lay down on the bed. As soon as the light was turned off, she fell asleep.

Shen Huaiyu closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep.

The next instant, he rolled into the woman's soft body.

The man's large hand gently rested on her slender waist, which was so thin it seemed impossible to encircle it with one hand.

He suddenly didn't want to let Pei Jinhe go.

At that moment, the scene from that night flashed through my mind.

The woman's slender waist and soft moans clearly appeared before his eyes.

Shen Huaiyu sat up abruptly, breathing heavily.

What exactly is going on?

It's just a one-night stand, isn't it?

He was drugged and couldn't even see what the woman looked like.

He had never thought about that woman before.

Why does seeing Pei Jinhe remind me of her?

There can't possibly be any connection between the two of them, right?

His movement of getting up was so loud that it woke Pei Jinhe up.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Her voice was soft and delicate, with a hint of hoarseness.

Shen Huaiyu steadied his breathing: "It's okay, you go to sleep first, I have something to take care of."

Pei Jinhe advised, "Don't stay up too late, get some rest early."

...

at the same time.

As soon as Wu Min got home, she pulled Shen Youcheng aside and asked in a low voice, "How did it go?"

Shen Youcheng's expression was not good: "Pei Jinhe is quite vigilant and is also devoted to Shen Huaiyu. It won't be an easy task to drive a wedge between her and Shen Huaiyu."

Wu Min asked anxiously, "Then what should we do?"

Shen Youcheng's lips curled into a sinister smile: "No rush. Once Pei Jinhe develops the intelligent medical robot, it might end up benefiting someone else."

Shen Huaiyu has invested a lot of money in this project.

What if the research data is lost after the research is successful?

Wouldn't all the money spent before then be wasted?

"Youcheng, you mean..." Wu Min stared wide-eyed in shock.

Shen Youcheng said calmly, "No rush. Let's wait and see how things develop. We'll talk about everything once the intelligent medical robot is developed."

Wu Min had reservations: "Can it succeed?"

Many companies are developing intelligent medical robots, but these robots always have various problems and their sales in the market are not good.

Although the main force that Shen Huaiyu found was under He Bing's command, they were, after all, just a group of students.

Shen Youcheng said with an air of confidence, "I've already inquired, and the chances of success are very high. You can rest assured. They've already started stealing research data, and some of it has already been sent to me. I've also had professionals review it, and there are no problems."

Shen Huaiyu certainly never imagined that the research his people had painstakingly done would be taken away by him without their knowledge.

Wu Min was relieved: "That's good. No matter what, we must kick Shen Huaiyu out of the group so that the Shen family can be under our control."

...

Lanyuan, balcony.

A cold wind swept through, and the moonlight, as cold as water, fell on the man's imposing figure, emanating an aura of loneliness.

Shen Huaiyu let out a breath.

Why is this happening?

He didn't want to let Pei Jinhe go.

But whenever he has intimate contact with Pei Jinhe, he can't help but think of the woman from that night.

Why is that?

How could he be so greedy, wanting what he doesn't have?

He will despise himself!

"Shen Huaiyu." A girl's soft voice sounded from behind.

Shen Huaiyu closed his eyes, suppressed his emotions, composed himself, and asked, "Why did you come out?"

Pei Jinhe stood beside him, glancing sideways at the man's cold, stern profile: "Are you in a bad mood?"

"No," Shen Huaiyu denied.

Pei Jinhe leaned against the railing, tucking her wind-blown hair behind her ear: "I can tell. If you're willing, you can tell me, and I promise I won't tell anyone else."

Shen Huaiyu gave her a deep look: "Do you hate men who are unfaithful in love?"

"I definitely hate it." Pei Jinhe blurted out.

Shen Huaiyu's hand, which was resting on the railing, clenched tightly.

Yes.

Who would like a scumbag who is fickle in love?

Pei Jinhe asked, "Are you talking about your father?"

If Shen Tingshan were a person who was devoted to one person.

Shen Huaiyu's mother might not have died.

He probably wouldn't treat Shen Huaiyu that badly.

But that's not necessarily true.

Shen Tingshan was a man who valued power extremely much.

Just like the emperors of ancient times.

On the one hand, he hoped that his son would be proficient in both literature and martial arts, but on the other hand, he was always wary of his son, fearing that they would seize his power.

Instead of answering, Shen Huaiyu asked, "Do you think I'm that kind of person?"