Thinking of Pei Shaomu's indifference in front of him, Wen Tian's heart ached.
She bit her lip: "Pei Shaomu, you are a bad guy. You make me angry and make me cry. I hate you so much."
Pei Shaomu was wiping Wen Tian's hand on the instep, and he said lightly: "If you don't like it, wait until the medicine is applied and leave."
Wen Tian stopped breathing.
She was a little annoyed and said: "How can I walk with my feet like this?"
"I'll have someone take you away."
Wen Tian: "..."
When she got excited, she took her feet out of Pei Shaomu's hands and stepped on her shoes: "Since you dislike me so much, I'll leave. I don't want you to be given away. I have my own feet and I can walk on my own."
However, before she even took a step, Wen Tian's whole body seemed to rush forward.
She hadn't even put on her shoes yet and was walking in such a hurry that she would fall down if her feet slipped.
Fortunately, there was no close contact with Dadi this time, because Pei Shaomu caught her in time.
Wen Tian was hugged by Pei Shaomu, and the posture of the two looked like a hug.
A wave of scorching heat surrounded Wen Tian.
The man's body and the man's body temperature were so close to Wen Tian, making Wen Tian restless.
It had been a long time since she had been in such close contact with Pei Shaomu.
Such a hug-like contact made her heart throb, an uncontrollable throbbing.
A blush climbed onto Wen Tian's cheeks.
Here, Pei Shaomu also fell into a trance for a moment.
The girl's soft body pressed against his own, like an electric current running through her body.
However, in just a moment, Pei Shaomu immediately let go of Wen Tian.
He carried Wen Tian back to the sofa.
"If you want to leave, I'll have someone take you away. You can't leave like this." Pei Shaomu's eyes were as dark as ink, completely hiding his emotions.
Seeing that Pei Shaomu wanted to send her away again, Wen Tian became angry again.
She glared at Pei Shaomu: "Pei Shaomu, you really want me to leave."
"Yes." Pei Shaomu said directly.
Wen Tian: "..."
She felt aggrieved and angry.
This man was so kind to me last night and asked me so many questions that made it easy for people to think nonsense, but now he is so cold to me and wants to leave on his own!
Pei Shaomu, is he teasing himself on purpose?
Wen Tian sniffed: "If you want me to leave, you asked me what those words meant yesterday. Pei Shaomu, are you just teasing me?"
Pei Shaomu's breath froze slightly.
What I asked Wen Tian yesterday.
A trace of bitterness crossed Pei Shaomu's eyes.
If he had known that Wen Tian was now with a man who looked exactly like Qin Ruochen, why would he have asked such pretentious questions yesterday?
The man's deep gaze fell directly into Wen Tian's eyes, as if he wanted to see through Wen Tian: "Wen Tian, who is teasing whom?"
Since she has found a new boyfriend, why should she let him misunderstand her again?
"Of course it's you!" Wen Tian said confidently.
Pei Shaomu suddenly laughed. The smile was very cold, and the smile did not reach his eyes.
He leaned forward, and the distance between his handsome face and his sweet face became closer and closer.
Seeing the man's exquisite facial features magnified in front of her, Wen Tian's mouth went dry for a while.
She was obviously so angry and aggrieved just now, but now Pei Shaomu's action made her feel only nervousness and an indescribable expectation.
A kind of ambiguous expectation.
However, when the tip of his nose was almost touching the tip of his nose, Pei Shaomu stopped abruptly.
His eyes were cold and without any ambiguity.
This touch of coldness brought Wen Tian back to her senses for a moment.
The man's thin lips parted slightly: "Wen Tian, do you like Qin Ruochen that much?"
Even if she is no longer with Qin Ruochen, she still needs to find a younger version of Qin Ruochen.
Wen Tian, how much do you like that man?
Wen Tian's head buzzed.
She stared at Pei Shaomu: "What do you mean?"
Pei Shaomu sighed lightly.
He stood up straight: "Wen Tian, you go back, I will take you back."
Wen Tian's head was in a mess, and Pei Shaomu's words just now kept hitting her head, making her head hurt more and more.
A sense of grievance surged up in pain.
The grievance invaded her brain along the bloodstream. She couldn't control herself at all, and some words just blurted out.
"Pei Shaomu, am I stupid? You still don't understand after I've said so much!"
"Don't you know who I like! I don't like Qin Ruochen anymore. I've disliked Qin Ruochen for a long time!"
"The person I like is you, you idiot!"
The words that had been suppressed in my heart for a long time were suddenly vomited out under the impulse at this moment, and they were vomited out uncontrollably.
Pei Shaomu's body suddenly stiffened.
At this second, his brain seemed to have been drained.
Wen Tian stared at Pei Shaomu with red eyes. After shouting those words, she stared at Pei Shaomu like this.
Time fell silent for a moment, as if it had been frozen.
After a long time, Pei Shaomu broke the silence first.
He stared closely into Wen Tian's eyes, his eyes filled with turbulence, a turbulence that could almost drown everything: "Wen Tian, haven't you already found a boyfriend?"
Wen Tian was stunned for a moment.
"What boyfriend?"
"I'm having dinner with you today."
Wen Tian suddenly realized.
It turns out that Pei Shaomu mistakenly thought Qin Lang was his boyfriend.
She was angry and helpless in her heart: "What are you talking nonsense about? That is Qin Lang, my good buddy, not a boyfriend!"
In her mind, she regarded Qin Lang as a good friend, someone of the opposite sex whose gender could almost be ignored.
"That kiss on Shili Street." Pei Shaomu's tone was a bit unstable: "I came to pick you up that night, and I saw you kissing his forehead on Shili Street while he was sitting in a taxi."
Confusion flashed in Wen Tian's eyes.
Kiss on Ten Mile Street?
She searched through all the memories in her head and finally remembered this incident.
That time she accidentally injured Qin Lang's forehead. As a result, when Qin Lang was about to take a taxi to leave, she checked Qin Lang's forehead.
Wen Tian was so angry.
She shouted out: "Pei Shaomu, you idiot, you are mentally retarded. I was looking at his forehead. I accidentally injured his forehead, so when he left, I checked to see if he was okay!"
The more Wen Tian talked, the angrier she became.
After all, who would say looking at one’s forehead means kissing one’s forehead?
Wen Tian even felt that Pei Shaomu must have done it on purpose.
She couldn't help but feel ashamed and annoyed: "Pei Shaomu, you just made me angry on purpose. You must have wanted to make me angry to death on purpose, that's why you said something about me kissing Qin Lang's forehead. You did it on purpose!"
After Wen Tian shouted, she pushed Pei Shaomu away and rushed out of the president's office.
Pei Shaomu stayed there for a few seconds before regaining consciousness and chased after him.
Wen Tian here has already arrived at the elevator door.
Pei Shaomu took Wen Tian's hand. Wen Tian turned back and glared at Pei Shaomu: "Let me in."