She Asks for a Divorce Again
Chapter 323: Taking Care

Chapter 323: Chapter 323: Taking Care

Pei Yansi saw her like that and didn’t say much more. After he had put away the items, he followed her into the car.

Zhao Jing drove ahead towards the Pei Mansion.

In the back seat of the car, Pei Yansi took Shen Heyu’s hand as usual and wrapped it in his own, gently caressing it.

This gesture was extremely intimate among lovers; couples at leisure would always fiddle with each other’s fingers when they felt emotionally close.

Pei Yansi stroked her soft, boneless fingers and looked again through the car window at the Shen Group building receding in the background, saying to her, "It should stay like this, right?"

She wouldn’t get involved with Shen Jiangli again, would she?

Shen Heyu nodded, turned her head, and asked, "Is that all for the case with Shen Fanshuang?"

Pei Yansi hummed in response. He instinctively pulled her into his embrace, not caring whether she liked it or not, and said:

"You know, he has mental issues, but they were just underlying. But if he ever took that path, using means to obtain a psychiatric diagnosis, then most likely, he wouldn’t have to pay for Shen Fanshuang’s death."

Even if Pei Yansi hadn’t mentioned it, Shen Heyu knew what he meant by ’that path,’ but thinking of the current outcome, she couldn’t help but feel melancholy.

Because Shen Jiangli was ill, even if his illness was related to Shen Fanshuang’s death, she couldn’t pursue justice through normal means.

However, he couldn’t understand why Shen Jiangli would harm Shen Fanshuang. They didn’t know each other and had no grievances.

Shen Heyu couldn’t help but ask Pei Yansi, "Did you investigate the reason?"

Pei Yansi shook his head, "That is his motive; only he knows why he did it."

Shen Heyu understood that point and said, "Have you told him what I already know?"

On hearing this, Pei Yansi looked deeply at her, his gaze sharp and slightly displeased.

"Why do you keep bringing him up?"

Was she softening her heart after seeing his current plight? After all, Pei Yansi had always known that she was a person profoundly guided by her emotions.

He felt somewhat sour inside, gazing quietly at her, waiting for her response.

Shen Heyu met his judging eyes squarely, and said, "I just want to know why he did that to my sister. How could I possibly soften my heart when he has ended up like this?"

After speaking, she was somewhat surprised; she had already guessed what he was thinking—the sudden change in his gaze indicated his jealousy.

A complex emotion suddenly rose in her heart; without realizing it, the two of them had come to understand each other so well, like a couple who had been married for many years.

But this wasn’t what she wanted.

Sure enough, Pei Yansi also realized the crux from her words. His jealous mood dissipated instantly; he raised an eyebrow, smiled, and said, "He’s in the madhouse. Tomorrow, I’ll have Zhao Jing take you to see him one last time, but you have to promise me, it will be the last time."

She showed him a bit of color, and he wanted to open a dye shop. What ’last time’? Shen Heyu was not very satisfied; even without his prompting, she knew it would be the last time.

But she just didn’t want him to feel smug, and she retorted somewhat defiantly, "Who I want to see is none of your business!"

"Is that so?"

Pei Yansi was not angry, knowing she was just being stubborn. In fact, the more stubborn she was, the more she was confirming what was truly in her heart.

He chuckled, wrapping his arms around Shen Heyu, leaning down to touch her lips, and said with a smile, "Have you forgotten what you promised me a few days ago at the Pei Mansion?"

His words suddenly pulled her memory back, and involuntarily, the image of that night, a few days earlier, surfaced in her mind—both of them in a 3D action drama.

Especially Pei Yansi, who was particularly fierce that night.

She herself had promised Pei Yansi that night that as long as he did not force her to have a wedding and publicize their relationship, she would be willing to comply with him, to agree with him.

Seeing that Shen Heyu suddenly fell silent, Pei Yansi knew she had listened, and he said triumphantly, "So, tell me, as your husband, also as the person you agreed to obey, do I have the right to control who you see?"

"Nerve-racking!" Shen Heyu really couldn’t find the words to refute him but didn’t want to be suppressed by him, so she coldly cursed.

The way she was angry looked extremely beautiful to Pei Yansi. So adorable, her eyes shimmering with brightness.

He would rather she treat him this way than to be indifferent to him as before, without any reaction, either good or bad; he wanted to receive a response from her.

However, he was a bit worried, holding Shen Heyu and saying, "You should be less angry, it’s bad for your health. I’d rather you hit me directly than be upset."

Shen Heyu ignored him.

Pei Yansi chuckled and said, "Then, whenever you disobey, that’s when I’ll organize our wedding and announce our relationship."

"Pei Yansi, you’re being too much!"

"No way, our deal is just like this," Pei Yansi deliberately said with a grin, "you behave, and I won’t organize the wedding. If you don’t, I will organize it immediately."

He had captured her weakness, as if he had obtained a get-out-of-jail-free card.

He knew how to make her obediently listen to him, by always staying by his side.

Even knowing she was unwilling, he did not care; he was very purpose-driven in his actions, only caring about achieving his goals, regardless of the process.

Shen Heyu was completely speechless.

The car arrived at the Pei Mansion. Yuexue, hearing the sound of the car horn, hurriedly ran out of the mansion, diving into Shen Heyu’s arms, "Mommy, you haven’t been home for several days, Yuexue missed you so much!"

Shen Heyu did not tell her about her illness, only that she was on a business trip.

Yuexue was very understanding and never disturbed her. But she really missed her these past few days, diving into Shen Heyu’s arms, and could not help but say with teary eyes, looking pitiful, "Daddy wasn’t here either!"

Pei Yansi looked at the daughter’s behavior, feeling she was very much like Shen Heyu.

It was a pity that Shen Heyu had never cried like this in front of him; he thought she must look very beautiful.

He bent down, lifted his daughter into his arms, and comforted her, "Now I am back, aren’t I? To make it up to you, how about I fulfill one of your wishes?"

Pei Yansi’s voice, soothing his daughter, was filled with all the gentleness and patience he could muster. Holding his daughter in one arm, he took Shen Heyu’s hand with the other, slowly walking towards the mansion.

Shen Heyu, watching his actions, felt that strange emotion inside her heart become even more distinct.