Even if you laugh occasionally, it's worse than crying.
The car suddenly stopped on the side of the road halfway through the journey.
Pei Shaomu turned sideways and looked at Wen Tian: "I have something on my mind. I didn't look good all the way."
Wen Tian twitched her lips: "Uncle, it's not easy for you. You can notice that I don't look good even when I'm driving. I want to report to the traffic police that you're not paying attention while driving."
Pei Shaomu said in a clear tone: "Not paying attention while driving is not a violation of the traffic law, but it is you. What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
Wen Tian's eyes flashed with sadness: "It's nothing, I'm not in a bad mood."
"You have." Pei Shaomu said firmly,
The corners of Wen Tian's mouth were a little dry.
After a moment, she spread her hands: "Okay, I admit, I am indeed in a bad mood."
Pei Shaomu's eyes were deep: "Tell me, what's wrong?"
Wen Tian pursed her lips and said nothing.
"Or is our relationship not enough for you to tell me what's wrong with you?" Pei Shaomu suddenly asked again.
Wen Tian's lips pursed tighter.
"I" After a moment, Wen Tian finally spoke, and then she only uttered the word "I" and suddenly realized that she didn't know how to say it.
"Wen Tian, how long have we been together?" Pei Shaomu stared closely into Wen Tian's eyes.
Wen Tian took a breath.
How long have she and Pei Shaomu been together?
This, this...
She really doesn't seem to remember.
She had been feeling dizzy during this period, and she had no idea how she could remember how long she had been with Pei Shaomu.
When Pei Shaomu saw Wen Tian's reaction, he realized that Wen Tian didn't remember it at all.
He sighed slightly in his heart, but his face was still gentle: "Wen Tian, we have been together for a week, a whole week."
Oh, it turned out to be a week...
Wen Tian thought in her heart.
She didn't expect Pei Shaomu to remember it so clearly.
Pei Shaomu tapped the tip of Wen Tian's nose: "You are so confused that you don't even know how long you have been with your boyfriend, huh?"
Wen Tian felt a little embarrassed.
Her thick and long eyelashes trembled, and she said in a low voice: "Uncle."
"Don't call me uncle, just call me Shaomu." Pei Shaomu's eyes were deep and his tone was low.
Wen Tian was stunned.
Shao Mu...
She Wen Tian has always been carefree, and it actually doesn't matter if she changes her title. But she doesn't know how, maybe because she is used to it, it feels strange to suddenly change her name to Pei Shaomu.
Wen Tian stuck out her tongue: "Let's call you uncle. I'm not used to it anymore. Besides, you are indeed older than me."
Pei Shaomu: "..."
His gentle tone was a bit helpless: "Wen Tian, if you call me this, it will make me have the illusion that an elder is with a junior, and it will make me feel guilty."
Although he is nine years older than Wen Tian, there is far less age difference between the elders and the younger ones.
Pei Shaomu's words Wen Tian disapproved of.
She looked at Pei Shaomu: "Why do you feel guilty? I'm not underage, and you're not a strange uncle. Besides, they are all called uncle in Korea. That's it. I will continue to call you uncle for a while.
There will be no need to change it.”
Pei Shaomu saw that Wen Tian really didn't want to change his name, so he didn't insist anymore.
When two people are together, no matter what they are dealing with, one party will always need to compromise.
Since Wen Tian is not willing to compromise, then he can just compromise.
The corners of his lips curled up helplessly and he changed the subject: "Do you like Korea very much?"
Wen Tian shook her head: "No, I don't like Koreans," she paused and continued: "But Korean girls are quite beautiful."
South Korea is the country that pays the most attention to appearance in the world. In a country where the entire population advocates plastic surgery, even an 80-year-old lady must put on beautiful makeup when she goes out.
Pei Shaomu shook his head: "I don't know if Korean girls are pretty, but they are definitely not as pretty as you."
Wen Tian curled her lips: "Uncle, you are quite discerning. I also think I am super beautiful."
After saying that, Wen Tian felt a little embarrassed again: "You're just kidding, Korean girls are super delicate, how can they not be as beautiful as me."
"of course not."
"So you're sure?" Wen Tian looked at Pei Shaomu.
Pei Shaomu's eyes flashed with a smile: "If you don't believe me, let's go see it."
Wen Tian opened her eyes wide.
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Half an hour later, Wen Tian and Pei Shaomu appeared on the private plane.
Private planes shuttled through the sky, bringing up clouds of airplanes.
Pei Shaomu is really a man who does what he says immediately. One second he said he would take Wen Tian to visit South Korea, and the next second he had already arranged a flight.
Wen Tian didn't know what was going on, so she just followed Pei Shaomu onto the plane in confusion.
She thought that maybe she was too bored and wanted to relax.
On the plane, Wen Tian suddenly thought of something.
"By the way, uncle, isn't your company busy? If you just accompany me to Korea like this, don't you need to arrange things in the company?" Wen Tian asked Pei Shaomu.
There was no one around her, so it didn't matter where she went, even if she flew into space on a rocket, she still had time.
But Pei Shaomu is different. This man is definitely no less busy than her brother.
Pei Shaomu smiled and said, "No, it's enough for me to arrange it for you."
"Oh." Wen Tian said in a low voice.
Now that Pei Shaomu said so, there was no need for her to think too much.
"You are the most important." Pei Shaomu added another sentence.
This sentence immediately warmed Wen Tian's heart.
She suddenly felt unspeakably guilty.
She was in a bad mood because of Qin Ruochen, and now, Pei Shaomu was her boyfriend.
She felt guilty for still thinking about Qin Ruochen and even being in a bad mood.
Wen Tian is not a person who likes to feel guilty. She has been spoiled since she was a child and rarely even cares about other people's feelings.
But Pei Shaomu was so kind to her that she had to care and feel guilty.
Wen Tian's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Uncle, I'm in a bad mood."
"Why?" Pei Shaomu cast a concerned look.
Wen Tian felt her throat felt a little itchy.
There was something she wanted to talk about, but she didn't say it even after she thought about it.
If Pei Shaomu is told the truth, Pei Shaomu will not be happy.
She couldn't be so selfish, thinking only about her own feelings and venting without thinking about Pei Shaomu's feelings.
"It's nothing, I'm just in a bad mood suddenly." Wen Tian said in a low voice, "There's no reason."
Before she finished, she added: "Uncle, you also know that I have a very bad temper, like a psychopath, so it's normal to be in a bad mood often."
"I have a very good temper." Pei Shaomu said suddenly, his deep gaze fell directly on Wen Tian's face, and his clear tone rang in Wen Tian's ears: "So we happen to be a good match, and you have a bad temper.
I have a good temper, I can tolerate you and pamper you." Wen Tian's breathing stagnated.