She Asks for a Divorce Again
Chapter 307: Discussion

Chapter 307: Chapter 307: Discussion

"I won’t give you the chance to refuse this time," Pei Yansi said calmly, his heavy gaze fixed on her, a look of utter intolerance to opposition.

Shen Heyu looked into his eyes and felt that his words were no joke. The cold phoenix eyes he had in the past were now filled with seriousness, seriousness that was even verging on obsession.

"Is there no room for negotiation?" Shen Heyu asked subconsciously.

Pei Yansi teased the palm of her hand, showing an extremely doting and loving appearance that seemed somewhat clingy, "What do you think?"

His gaze provided the answer.

There was no room for negotiation. This time, the wedding would be held for sure.

And the relationship between the two of them would be made public.

Letting everyone know that she, Shen Heyu, was his wife.

Shen Heyu felt somewhat disheartened, "What if I don’t want to?"

"You’ve said before that you wouldn’t force me in this kind of matter again."

"What you’re referring to represents marital life, but it has nothing to do with this matter. This is just about having a wedding with me."

Pei Yansi looked at her with a smile.

But she didn’t see a trace of humor in his eyes.

Instead, his gaze was cold and coercive, without room for refusal.

Shen Heyu stopped talking.

She moved a bit to the side, trying to put some distance between them. She moved her hand, trying to pull it out of his palm.

But Pei Yansi didn’t give her that opportunity. He continued to hold her hand tightly, following her every move closely.

Clinging tightly to her side, his other hand encircled her waist, not giving her any chance to distance herself from him.

He lowered his head, getting close to Shen Heyu’s ear, "What are you hiding from?"

Though he asked, he didn’t give Shen Heyu a chance to answer and bent down to seal her lips with a kiss.

He kissed her deeply and intensely, a mixture of infatuation and release, kissing her profoundly and heavily.

After a while, he finally let go of Shen Heyu but still held her tightly, looking deeply into her eyes and said, "You are mine."

Her eyes had a faint blush. Her cheeks, too, because of the kiss just now, were breathing heavily, flushed and stifled. At this moment, she was still trying desperately to breathe, her chest rising and falling, exceedingly enticing.

Pei Yansi’s expression was dark.

Shen Heyu was no longer the naive little girl she used to be - from his gaze, she could already read an intense aggressiveness.

The innate aggressiveness a man had toward a woman.

Her heart panicked for a moment, especially upon hearing his almost obsessive words, she didn’t know how to respond.

Pei Yansi didn’t seem to want her response either.

He just held her like that, very infatuated with her, chin resting on the top of her head, inhaling the fragrance of her hair, the sweet smell of her body.

It was pervasive.

Almost completely enveloping him.

Pei Yan said hoarsely, "Do you know what it feels like when I hold you?"

Shen Heyu thought he was going to say something unhealthy again, so she did not respond. She remained silent in his embrace.

No expression, her gaze also cold.

But Pei Yansi had already gotten used to her attitude towards him, so he didn’t find it problematic, and he continued speaking on his own, "It’s like when I was a child chasing after dragonflies, accidentally falling into a flower bed. When I fell, my nose was filled with fragrance."

"Scents rushing in from all around, no matter where I rolled, those fragrances would always be there. So holding you, I feel like I’m holding an entire garden."

Pei Yansi rarely spoke so much.

And it was even rarer that it was romantic talk.

Shen Heyu felt quite uneasy and paused in his embrace.

Soon the car arrived at the Pei Mansion.

When they had left the Chen Family, it was already late. Now, the night had grown darker. In the winter time, snow was still falling gently from the sky.

Stepping out of the car, Pei Yansi held her hand tightly and wrapped Shen Heyu in his coat, not allowing a single snowflake to fall on her.

From a distance, they could see the villa’s lights still on, and before they even entered, they heard Yuexue and the old lady’s laughter.

Shen Heyu felt a sudden daze; such laughter, between the elderly and children, as well as between a husband and wife, made up a complete family.

Thinking about her and Pei Yansi’s situation... she felt disheartened and smiled helplessly, her expression full of regret.

Pei Yansi readily noticed the shift in her emotions, he glanced sideways at her profile, his eyes growing increasingly dark.

His heart sank more and more, his expression was complicated, but he didn’t say a word.

Entering the living room, Yuexue rushed forward, first giving Shen Heyu a full embrace, then tugging at Pei Yansi’s hand, happily saying, "Mom and Dad are back, and I was building blocks with great-grandma! Look, isn’t Yuexue’s building good?"

Shen Heyu looked in the direction her daughter was pointing and saw a tall tower of blocks on the coffee table.

She smoothed her daughter’s hair, affectionately praising, "Very good, truly befitting of Yuexue."

Receiving the praise, Yuexue smiled brightly.

Pei Yansi picked up his daughter, cradling her in his arms, and while talking to her, carried her to her bedroom.

It was already late, and he had to, as usual, put his daughter to bed.

After their return, the old lady also went back to her own room to rest. In just a short while, the previously noisy house gradually fell into a silent slumber.

After putting his daughter to bed, Pei Yansi returned to the bedroom.

Shen Heyu had already finished washing up and was leaning against the headboard, holding a book. Hearing him come in, she didn’t move, not even sparing him a glance.

Pei Yansi, while taking off his coat and casually draping it over the sofa, approached Shen Heyu, "What kind of wedding would you like?"

Shen Heyu flipped through the book, not looking at him, "I don’t need a wedding."

She refused to compromise.

If he insisted, she didn’t have the power to resist, but in any case, she wouldn’t acknowledge it. Those weddings, even if he made them grand, wouldn’t stir any feelings in her.

Pei Yansi pursed his lips and didn’t say any more, heading to the bathroom himself.

Hearing the sound of running water, Shen Heyu’s mood became a bit vacant, and she placed the book on the nightstand, lying down in the covers.

Could it be that she and he were doomed to such an unsatisfactory ending?

Shen Heyu pondered a lot in her heart, especially about the situation with her sister.

And Shen Jiangli, the matter had too many involved, how should it be handled.

While she was lost in her thoughts, the sound of water from the bathroom suddenly stopped, and she tensed up. The bathroom door opened, and Pei Yansi came out, drying his wet hair, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

He glanced at Shen Heyu on the bed and asked casually, "Tired?"

Although it was just a simple word, Shen Heyu could hear the hoarseness in his tone.

At times like this, even if she wasn’t tired, she would have to say she was, so she replied, "Very tired."