Chapter 1087 The Qing Dynasty has not yet perished
There was a hint of coolness in the man's tone.
He had traveled so far to prepare this specially for Wen Tian. He had just returned from breaking up the company and was exhausted, so he drove around to buy it because he mistakenly thought Wen Tian liked it, but Wen Tian just threw it away.
He felt as if he was holding a heart for Wen Tian, only to be stepped on by Wen Tian.
Wen Tian sniffed: "Is this what you, Pei Shaomu, want?"
Her words were full of sarcasm.
Give her this thing that is exactly the same as what Bai Jia sent?
Isn't this just trying every possible way to comfort himself? He knew that Mr. Wen would just eat it, but Pei Shaomu bought one specially!
The more Wen Tian thought about it, the angrier she became. She couldn't help but say, "This is how you ruin your feelings for me!"
Pei Shaomu's heart became colder and colder.
It was like arriving at the North Pole where everything can be frozen into ice.
After a moment, the man suddenly smiled.
That smile was very cold, and there was a hint of seeing through it.
His eyes fell on Wen Tian's face, without any warmth: "Wen Tian is good, I'm just being sentimental."
He thought that Wen Tian's extreme reaction was because he had crossed the line. Wen Tian only wanted to be ordinary friends with him, and him giving things to Wen Tian was over the line in Wen Tian's opinion.
The man's deep voice contained a hint of hoarseness: "I understand what you mean."
He, Pei Shaomu, will never do anything out of bounds again.
"You don't understand at all, you bastard!" Wen Tian's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and countless grievances and sadness poured into them.
She owed Pei Shaomu, she really owed Pei Shaomu.
It turns out that Pei Shaomu likes her and she wants to make everything in heaven and earth.
Now that she fell in love with Pei Shaomu, Pei Shaomu came to antagonize her.
She really couldn't stand it, not at all.
Seeing the mist in Wen Tian's eyes, Pei Shaomu felt a pain in his heart.
Even though he was so angry with Wen Tian, when he saw this woman about to cry, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken subconsciously.
Wen Tian is the nemesis in Pei Shaomu's life.
Pei Shaomu adjusted his emotions: "Okay, let's go back. Don't let Mr. Wen see the flaw later."
Wen Tian wiped her somewhat red eyes with the back of her hand.
Yes, and the old man, she can't be too willful.
The old man is too old to be angry.
"Go back when you go back." Wen Tian said.
After arriving in the living room, Wen Tian and Pei Shaomu's emotions had adjusted to normal.
"I thought you two went out for a walk?" Mr. Wen said.
Just now he saw Wen Tian and Pei Shaomu suddenly going out and thought the young couple had gone shopping for a walk.
Wen Tian walked over with a smile: "How could it be? Master, you are here, how can you go for a walk, and accompany you, master?"
At this time, except for the red eyes, Wen Tian couldn't see anything strange.
Mr. Wen laughed and said, "You girl, you just know how to talk."
Then Pei Shaomu and Wen Tian accompanied Mr. Wen to watch TV.
Wen Tian sat on the left side of Mr. Wen, while Pei Shaomu sat on the other side of Mr. Wen.
Mr. Wen patted Wen Tian's hand: "You girl, you want to sit with Shao Mu."
Wen Tianqiang laughed: "I just like sitting with you, old man."
Mr. Wen looked serious: "That's not okay. Now that you are married, you have to sit next to your man. This is the rule!"
Wen Tian: "..."
She snorted coldly in her heart, what kind of rules are there? The Qing Dynasty was not destroyed.
But she still didn't say anything and sat directly next to Pei Shaomu.
After all, Mr. Wen is like this now, so he can only rely on him.
Wen Tian felt uncomfortable sitting next to Pei Shaomu.
The crisp breath of the man's body reached Wen Tian's nose from time to time, making Wen Tian feel slightly dizzy.
After a while, Pei Shaomu suddenly stood up.
"I'll cut some fruit and bring it over."
After Pei Shaomu left, Wen Tian breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly there was a "tick" sound from the sofa.
Wen Tian was stunned for a moment.
After a while, she realized that it was uploaded from her mobile phone.
Pei Shaomu's mobile phone.
That was the notification sound for a text message.
Wen Tian glanced at it subconsciously, and then her breath froze.
Pei Shaomu didn't know how to set up his mobile phone so that the text messages sent would be displayed directly on the screen without having to click on them.
"Mr. Pei, the cosmetics you asked the R&D department to develop that can be used by women with extremely sensitive skin are currently encountering some problems during the research and development process. They need to cooperate with American biological companies. The research and development costs will need to be doubled. I hereby apply."
Wen Tian's breathing stopped.
She subconsciously touched her face.
Her face is very sensitive, and she usually gets allergic to even the slightest amount of makeup.
In her hazy memory, she seemed to have told Pei Shaomu about this matter.
Wen Tian's breathing suddenly became rapid.
But soon, she thought again that when she talked to Pei Shaomu, Pei Shaomu didn't seem to have much reaction.
Wen Tian's feathery eyelashes trembled slightly.
Could it be that she was overthinking it, or Bai Jia's skin happened to be sensitive too.
Pei Shaomu came over here.
He holds a fruit plate in his hand.
Wen Tian glanced at it and found that there was nothing she liked to eat.
However, Mr. Wen was very satisfied with Pei Shaomu's fruit plate and ate it happily.
Wen Tian bit her lip.
She remembered that every time Pei Shaomu went to cut the fruit plate, he would prepare his favorite fruits, but this time there were none.
Wen Tian couldn't bear it anymore.
She lowered her voice and said in a voice that only Pei Shaomu could hear: "Why don't you cut the fruits I like to eat?"
Pei Shaomu also lowered his tone: "We have prepared fruits suitable for the old man."
Wen Tian bit her lip: "But it's not mine."
Obviously this man will prepare what he likes!
Pei Shaomu glanced at Wen Tian, his eyes were light and emotionless: "Wen Tian, I don't want to be sentimental."
It was as if he had just run so far to buy biscuits, but had thrown them all away without Wen Tian.
Wen Tian: "..."
Her eyes suddenly became moist.
He is so sentimental, hehe, he is so sentimental. Is it him, Pei Shaomu, or she, Wen Tian, who is so sentimental?
After Mr. Wen finished eating the fruit, he was ready to go upstairs to sleep.
Pei Shaomu helped old man Wen.
But Wen Tian quickly ran to the other side of Mr. Wen: "Master, let me help you up."
She should support her own grandfather, not Pei Shaomu!
Mr. Wen smiled and said: "Both of you are filial. My granddaughter is filial and my grandson-in-law is also filial. You two can help me up together."
Wen Tian: “…:
She had no choice but to help Mr. Wen Tian go upstairs together with Pei Shaomu.
When Mr. Wen entered the bedroom, Wen Tian watched Pei Shaomu turn around and walk to his bedroom without even looking at her or saying a word to her!
Wen Tian couldn't help shouting: "Stop!" She originally planned to ask Bai Jia and Pei Shaomu about things after dinner, but was interrupted because of the box of biscuits, and at this moment all the urge to ask came back.