When he saw the young man who looked exactly like Qin Ruochen today, Pei Shaomu suddenly had an epiphany.
There is no possibility between him and Wen Tian.
"Misunderstanding." Wen Tian murmured. After a moment, she suddenly said anxiously: "I know you are angry because I misunderstood you again, but I really don't know. I saw you with that Tang Wan at that time.
I can only misunderstand what you two have for dinner, I,"
Wen Tian was so anxious that she couldn't speak any more. She took a deep breath before continuing: "But then sister-in-law Niannian told me that she arranged all of this. You and that person named Tang Wan have nothing.
I understand now, Pei Shaomu, I will not misunderstand you now."
Pei Shaomu's eyes were cold and desolate.
Misunderstanding or not, it doesn't matter anymore.
Even if Wen Tian misunderstands him and the actress, it doesn't matter.
"Wen Tian, let's go, I have to work." Pei Shaomu said.
Wen Tian's heart sank to the bottom.
She didn't even know why Pei Shaomu still wanted to leave by himself even after she explained it like this.
She happens to be stubborn.
The more Pei Shaomu asked her to leave, the more she refused to leave.
Wen Tian raised her head high: "I won't leave, Pei Shaomu, I won't leave."
Pei Shaomu's eyes were a little deeper.
"If you don't leave, I will." The man turned around and left.
Pei Shaomu turned around and his eyes fell on Wen Tianluo's hand held at the corner of his clothes.
The man's eyes, as deep as ink lotus, seemed to contain infinite power, dark and turbulent.
There was a hint of inexplicable emotion in his tone: "Wen Tian, I remember I told you not to pull on a man's clothes casually."
Wen Tian was stunned for a moment.
She remembered that Pei Shaomu said this.
At that time, Mr. Wen came back and she needed to find Pei Shaomu to act. She came to the Pei Group and found Pei Shaomu.
Pei Shaomu's attitude at that time was also very cold, just as cold as now.
Wen Tian's hand seemed to be suddenly weak, and both hands were released at the same time.
One hand grasped the corner of Pei Shaomu's clothes, and the other held the mobile phone.
"boom"
After a crisp sound, the phone fell down.
The mobile phone was placed in a heavy packaging box, which was quite heavy. When it fell, it hit Wen Tian's feet.
Wen Tian let out an "ah" in pain.
Pei Shaomu's body froze slightly.
However, it only took a moment before the man left.
Wen Tian felt as if her heart had fallen into an ice cave.
Cold and painful.
The pain in my feet hurts even more in my heart.
Under the double pain, tears burst down, like beads with broken strings.
Pei Shaomu just left.
This was the only thought in her mind.
He left, he left so callously, even knowing that his foot was hit.
He didn't even look to see if his foot was hurt.
The tears fell even harder.
Wen Tian was like a fool, standing there motionless, letting tears crawl all over her face, until, until Pei Shaomu came back again.
The man's figure appeared in front of Wen Tian again without any warning.
His handsome face was like a sculpture, with no emotion at all.
Seeing Pei Shaomu back, Wen Tian was not happy, but cried even harder.
Pei Shaomu saw Wen Tian's fair little face covered with tears, and the pity and pain almost filled his heart.
Wen Tian is his nemesis and cannot be changed.
Even if he knew that he was being sentimental, even if he repeatedly warned himself to stay away from Wen Tian, seeing Wen Tian's appearance, all his restraint disappeared in an instant.
"Are you okay?" Pei Shaomu tried his best to suppress his emotions.
Pei Shaomu opened his mouth and Wen Tian cried even more sadly: "Something's wrong, something's wrong, I'm going to die from pain, I'm going to be hit to death by my cell phone!"
"Being hit by a cell phone is not that exaggerated."
"Yes!" Wen Tian cried and said, "My feet will be smashed and become inflamed. If they become inflamed, they will infect the whole body and die."
Pei Shaomu: "..."
The man's eyes flashed with helplessness.
He knew clearly that Wen Tian was talking nonsense but there was nothing he could do about it.
Pei Shaomu carried Wen Tian to the sofa, and then took off her shoes, revealing a pair of white feet in front of Pei Shaomu.
Wen Tian’s feet are very beautiful, her fingertips are moisturized and her feet are white, like a work of art.
Pei Shaomu examined it carefully and found that the instep was indeed red and swollen.
But it can't be called serious.
"Go to the infirmary and give you some medicine." Pei Shaomu said.
"I don't want to go, I want you to wipe it for me." Wen Tian became willful again.
Pei Shaomu said in a deep voice: "Wen Tian!"
Wen Tian started to cry again: "I don't care, I won't go, I want you to wipe it, otherwise I will get infected and die."
"You're just red and swollen, not inflamed."
"I don't care, even if it doesn't become inflamed, I will make it inflamed. If you don't give me medicine, I will make it inflamed."
"Wen Tian, these are your feet, not mine!" Pei Shaomu's eyes were deep.
Wen Tian: "..."
She was stunned for a moment.
It seems that Pei Shaomu was right, it was his own foot.
She threatened Pei Shaomu by making her feet inflamed, something seemed wrong.
But other than using this to threaten Pei Shaomu at this moment, she really didn't know what to use to threaten her.
She was very scared, Pei Shaomu left just like he did just now.
Wen Tian bit her lip and continued: "I don't care whose it is, as long as you don't apply medicine to it, I will let it get inflamed and rot!"
Pei Shaomu: "..."
He stood up: "Okay, I'll get the medicine."
"No." Wen Tian said again.
Pei Shaomu's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Wen Tian, what do you want to do again?"
This sentence is vaguely stern.
Wen Tian only felt more aggrieved.
She looked at Pei Shaomu with red eyes: "I'm afraid that if you leave, you will never come back."
Pei Shaomu was shocked.
Wen Tian's words seemed to have turned into a blunt instrument, hitting him hard in the heart.
"I'll have someone deliver it." Pei Shaomu said in a low voice after a moment.
A touch of bitterness crept into Pei Shaomu's heart.
Maybe people just like to be mean.
Even if Wen Tian is like this, he can't help but be kind to Wen Tian. Even if he cuts his flesh and blood to feed Wen Tian, he will never look back.
After a while, the assistant brought the potion.
Seeing Wen Tian like this, the assistant lamented in his heart.
He knew that every time this aunt came, nothing good would happen.
After delivering the potion, the assistant quickly went out.
Here Pei Shaomu used a cotton swab dipped in potion and carefully wiped the redness and swelling on Wen Tian's feet.
His movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid that he might accidentally hurt Wen Tian.
Seeing the man bending down to wipe her red and swollen instep, Wen Tian's tears stopped, but her heart became more and more aggrieved. Pei Shaomu's kindness at this moment was in sharp contrast to his previous indifference.