Chapter 17

In the study, the ticking sound of the clock’s second hand could be heard clearly.

Shang Yanci was quietly waiting for her question.

Putting down the half-eaten Basque cake, Pei Yuning picked up the rose baked milk and tasted it briefly, then picked up a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth.

Pei Yuning raised her eyes and met his gaze: “This is the first time we meet, and before I introduced myself, did you know my name?”

Shang Yanci: “Yes.”

Knowing her name meant knowing the relationship between her and Shang Heng. Pei Yuning felt that her previous proactive words and actions were very much like a clown in a comedy performance, while Shang Yanci was the indifferent spectator sitting in the audience, watching her sensationalism nonchalantly, and occasionally using stingy applause to encourage her to continue the performance and not stop.

Pei Yuning: “Then why didn’t you tell me about your relationship with Shang Heng?”

Shang Yanci looked at her and lowered his voice, as if to comfort her: “Because I have selfish motives.”

Pei Yuning: “What selfish motives?”

Shang Yanci spoke frankly: “I fell in love with Miss Pei at first sight. I didn’t want you to distance yourself from me after knowing my relationship with Shang Heng and to be polite to me. So I hid it from you. This is my selfish motive. I’m very sorry.”

As he finished speaking, Pei Yuning was like a salute soaked by rain, the sparks went out in an instant, and she was speechless.

Shang Yanci fell in love with her at first sight?

How is that possible?

He clearly wasn’t as proactive as her.

Seeing that she did not respond, Shang Yanci continued slowly: “Shang Heng will not come today. He said before that he would not agree to cancel the engagement.” “

Really? Then Mr. Shang, what do you think I should do?” Pei Yuning looked at him and asked casually.

Didn’t you say you fell in love with her at first sight? Since he already knew that Shang Heng would not come to cancel the engagement today, Shang Yanci must have already thought of a countermeasure.

Shang Yanci thought for a moment, then stood up slowly, walked with his straight and slender legs, and sat down next to Pei Yuning.

He took the initiative to move closer, temporarily putting aside the so-called gentlemanly etiquette, completely dissecting his desires and presenting them to Pei Yuning.

The distance between trousers and cheongsam is very close.

Outside the window, the spring afternoon sun shines into the study.

Those deep and beautiful amber eyes were made even more clear and bright. Shang Yanci’s gaze rested on Pei Yuning’s face, like a tender caress between lovers.

“Marry me.” The low, mellow voice was gentle and seductive, like a slowly played cello, with each note falling in the exact fingering position.

While speaking, he took off the pinky ring on his left hand which symbolized his non-marriage.

Shang Yanci: “Shang Heng will not give up on you easily. As an elder, I should discipline the disobedient younger generation in the family to prevent him from causing unnecessary trouble to Miss Pei.”

Shang Heng did say last night that he would snatch Pei Yuning’s marriage to anyone except him.

But if the groom is Shang Yanci, Pei Yuning is sure that Shang Heng would not dare to do so. It can be seen from the attitude of Shang Heng’s parents towards Shang Yanci today that their eldest family is very afraid of Shang Yanci and treats him with great courtesy.

“Are these the only two reasons?” Pei Yuning was not a love-brained person. She did not believe that love at first sight and just a few days of getting along could make Shang Yanci and the first wife openly tear apart their calm appearance, revealing a black vortex with undercurrents.

“The development of Shang Group to where it is today is inseparable from the great help from my mother back then.” Shang Yanci said, “Shang Xuan is inflexible and cannot keep up with the current forms of innovation. He has rigid thinking and is blindly conservative and arrogant. He has failed my mother’s expectations, so I must take over Shang Group.”

Pei Yuning felt a little sour. She had heard before that Grandpa Shang and his second wife were in a free love relationship and they were very sweet, but unfortunately, his wife died after giving birth to a child.

“To a certain extent, I was using Miss Pei to justify my opportunity to stay in Beijing North. I thought that if we were just discussing cooperation as a transaction, the discussion would be very pleasant, but I greedily developed feelings.” Shang Yanci paused for a moment, his Adam’s apple rolled slightly, and he continued with a slightly difficult voice, “Even if it was my illusion, I don’t think Miss Pei is completely indifferent to me.”

While saying these words, Shang Yanci looked at her affectionately the whole time, as if all the suppressed emotions in the past were clamoring out at this moment, and he no longer concealed them at all.

Pei Yuning’s scattered concerns were dispelled. He only said that love would appear one-sided. It is the nature of a businessman that he will take the initiative unwaveringly only when there is profit to be made.

Shang Yanci seemed to think that having feelings of being exploited during cooperation was an unspeakable and unbearable thing.

But Pei Yuning doesn’t think so.

It was originally just a strict transaction and cooperation, but the other party developed uncontrollable emotions.

She likes the balance of control to tilt infinitely towards her, and in this process, an indescribable stimulating tension is generated.

What’s more, the controller is the high-ranking flower Shang Yanci whom she has always liked.

She heard herself asking, “Is this cooperation temporary or permanent?”

Shang Yanci whispered, “It all depends on you.”

Pei Yuning: “What do you think?”

Shang Yanci looked at her, “I hope it’s a permanent cooperation.”

Pei Yuning’s heart trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyelashes to see that the place originally covered by Shang Yanci’s pinky ring revealed a misty pink foreign language tattoo –

papillon “butterfly”.

Shang Yanci noticed where her gaze fell, and took the initiative to say, “I like butterflies.”

“Very beautiful.” Pei Yuning looked at the butterfly brooch on the lapel of his suit, and at the same time remembered that the lapel of her cheongsam also had a butterfly style.

Shang Yanci returned to the original topic: “Ms. Pei, please marry me.”

The arrowhead of Cupid, the god of love, had already accurately located Pei Yuning’s heart. At this moment, he slowly pulled the bowstring and shot her in the heart.

Pei Yuning agreed: “Okay, I’ll marry you.”

People tend to think about the future which is interfered by too many uncertain factors, thus losing their deep perception of current emotions.

Pei Yuning didn’t want to be that kind of person. She was only twenty years old, still very young, and had countless opportunities to make mistakes.

She had originally planned to pursue Shang Yanci after breaking off the engagement with Shang Heng, but now she had simply skipped the process of pursuing him and was marrying him. It was fine to get married first and then fall in love.

Shang Yanci looked at her and blinked very slowly.

The spring breeze gradually rose, and the clusters of flowers on the Melia azedarach tree outside the window trembled slightly among the dense green leaves and branches. The light purple petals danced lightly in the wind, and one petal fell on Pei Yuning’s black curly hair. Shang Yanci reached out to take the petal, placed it on his fingertips and twisted it lightly.

“Kushiam” is homophonic to “bitter love”.

The flowers begin to bloom in late spring and finally fall in early summer.

The chinaberry tree outside the window is in bloom.

The moment Pei Yuning responded.

His bitter love finally came to an end.