She Asks for a Divorce Again-Chapter 145 - Intentionally Getting Close
Chapter 145: Chapter 145 Intentionally Getting Close
Chapter 145: Chapter 145 Intentionally Getting Close
“…”
Shen Heyu found herself unable to respond verbally to his kind of evaluation; she frowned, allowing him to embrace her, to kiss her tenderly, indulging in these intimate acts, but she couldn´t understand how he could bring himself to do so.
For her, there was no sense that Pei Yansi bore any love for her, and with no such sentiment, how could he be so intimate with her, based merely on a slight grudge?
Pei Yansi felt her resistance and lack of response, but he didn´t care and carried on kissing her with enjoyment.
When he kissed her neck, she put up her hand to block him and said, “It will leave marks.”
She didn´t want him to leave any marks on her that others could see.
Pei Yansi frowned, reached out to pull open her collar, and gazed at her slender neck. The graceful curve of her swan-like neck, the delicate white skin—it was a sight that stirred the passions.
His fingers caressed her gently and he spoke blandly, “Wouldn´t it be better if it left a mark?”
It would be best if Shen Jiangli saw it; regardless of whether he had any designs on Shen Heyu, at least it would diminish his…
At this thought, Pei Yansi did not hesitate and kissed her once more.
He used a bit of force, causing Shen Heyu´s pupils to contract—yet in the end, she resigned herself to his whim.
Pei Yansi released her, seeing that the previously snowy patch of skin now bore a crimson mark from his doing; satisfaction brimmed in his eyes as he chuckled, “You are mine.”
His smile came from the heart, and for that very reason, it carried an intensity of possessiveness and a desire for control.
It was as if he had stamped his own label on her, declaring, “No one will dare marry you, you can only be by my side.”
“You follow me, we remarry, and I will treat you well, and I will compensate you for the incident six years ago.”
It didn´t matter what she said, as long as she didn´t plead for any other man, or wish to leave him; if she would just stay obediently by his side, he would give her everything he had.
He couldn´t fathom why he felt this way, but the mere thought of her leaving him sent his heart into a frenzied panic.
He had never felt this way about Shen Fanshuang.
He didn´t like his possessions or people being outside of his control.
Shen Heyu climbed down from him and sat on the other side next to him, stating, “It’s impossible.”
Her refusal was still so icy cold.
It seemed as though Pei Yansi had grown accustomed to it; he silently watched the scenery outside, as night began to fall, the evening sky was still slightly hazy.
An hour later, the car arrived at the airport.
As soon as Pei Yansi got out of the car, he saw Han Manyin descending from Shen Jiangli´s vehicle and couldn´t help but frown. He casually asked Shen Heyu standing by him, “Why is she here?”
“What, shouldn´t you be happy to see her here? After all, she is your ‘once in a blue moon’, isn´t she?”
Hearing her barbed words, Pei Yansi unexpectedly didn´t get angry. Shen Heyu walked inside, casting him a quirky glance as he surprisingly not only remained calm but actually seemed a bit excited in his eyes.
She thought the man really wasn´t quite normal and, without saying anything to him, walked over to join Shen Jiangli and entered together.
Han Manyin helped with the luggage at the back, along with Shen Jiangli’s assistant. She was carrying Shen Heyu’s things, a very small suitcase that seemed too heavy for her. Approaching Pei Yansi, she pleaded in a coquettish tone,
“President Pei, could you help me?”
Pei Yansi glanced down at the item in her hand, Shen Heyu’s luggage. He initially wanted to refuse, but considering it belonged to that woman and that he would have another opportunity to get close to her, he took it from her without hesitation.
Han Manyin thought her tactic had worked; he not only helped her but also glanced at her.
Walking ahead, Shen Heyu turned around to see this interaction and scoffed inwardly, knowing all too well that Pei Yansi couldn’t change his ways. For any woman who bore even the slightest resemblance to Shen Fanshuang, he had an endless supply of tenderness to offer.
Shen Jiangli took her to the VIP room to rest, where they sat together. Pei Yansi saw them and sat down beside her.
Shen Jiangli raised an eyebrow and smiled, “I remember that President Pei has a major meeting tomorrow, don’t you?”
“I’ve postponed it,” Pei Yansi said with deliberate casualness, “I can’t help it, my frail ex-wife can’t fend for herself, so how could I not stick by her side?”
Shen Jiangli wasn’t fooled by his intentional remark and responded without mercy, chuckling, “President Pei seems to be aware that Heyu can’t fend for herself, yet I haven’t seen you caring for her in these past six years. Showing up now seems a bit too late, doesn’t it?”
Pei Yansi fell silent for a moment.
The words struck a chord with Shen Heyu. Everyone knew he was too late; didn’t he realize this himself?
She subconsciously shifted toward Shen Jiangli.
Pei Yansi noticed and swiftly stretched out his hand, wrapping it around her slender waist to pull her to his side as she tried to move away, laughing, “These six years are my fault, so here I am apologizing, aren’t I?”
“Heyu, wouldn’t you agree?”
His tone was deliberately soft, ringing in Shen Heyu’s ears. He made a point to lean in close as he spoke, his hot breath cascading onto the nape of her neck, causing her to involuntarily shiver.
He was quite satisfied with her reaction and held her even tighter.
Shen Jiangli scoffed, “Childish.”
He casually threw a couple of ambiguous words, then focused on the documents in his hands. He was more rational, more driven by self-interest, and after realizing Shen Heyu wasn’t interested in him, he dedicated more time to his work.
He also spotted the marks on Shen Heyu’s neck but didn’t give them a second thought. In fact, he had spent more time in the country over the past six years, with women in his life coming and going. To him, Shen Heyu was just a fleeting obsession and a youthful crush.
Pei Yansi could easily see through him; it was all about possession, wanting Shen Heyu to belong only to him.
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Pei Yansi didn’t care about those two words of criticism. So what if he was childish? He simply wanted her to always stay by his side.
Meanwhile, Han Manyin brought over a few glasses of water, and when she handed one to Pei Yansi, she sat down beside him. Somehow, as she sat down, the glass tilted, and all its contents spilled onto Pei Yansi.
Drenching his shirt in an even darker hue.
Han Manyin hurriedly took a paper towel, reaching for his chest to dab away the droplets, “I’m sorry, President Pei, I didn’t mean to…”
Pei Yansi clearly saw through her charade and said coldly, “Get lost.”
Han Manyin was stunned, her hand frozen in place.
Pei Yansi, growing impatient, glanced over at Zhao Jin.
Zhao Jin promptly stepped forward, pulling her away and told her, “President Pei doesn’t like people getting that close to him.”
