Wen Tian felt ironic in her heart when she saw that the eyes that were full of contempt for her just now turned into extremely flattering ones.
She didn't even want to smile: "I'm tired. I'm sorry that I can't talk to you anymore. I'm leaving first."
A true socialite has no need to deal with useless social interactions.
Because she has the capital.
When Wen Tian walked out of the dance venue, Pei Shaomu followed her out.
Wen Tian glanced at Pei Shaomu lightly: "Why don't you continue attending the dance?"
Pei Shaomu spoke in a low tone: "My wife is gone, do you think I still need to continue to participate?"
Wen Tian smiled.
When I was about to get in the car, a person suddenly ran over. It was Ye Ming.
He stood in front of Pei Shaomu and Wen Tian.
"Shao Mu, I'm sorry." Ye Ming's always cynical tone was a little apologetic.
Pei Shaomu's eyes darkened: "Ye Ming, this has nothing to do with you."
Ye Ming sighed.
Although it has nothing to do with him, Yerou is his sister after all, right?
He cast his apologetic gaze on Wen Tian's face again: "Miss Wen, I'm really sorry. The originally good dance was turned into this, causing you to suffer humiliation for no reason. I apologize to you."
Although Yerou was the one who suffered the humiliation in the end, it was Yerou who caused it after all.
Wen Tian always talks about matters, and she never hates others.
"No need to apologize. It was your sister who was rude, not you. You don't need to apologize on her behalf. She is her and you are you."
Ye Ming was a little embarrassed.
"Miss Wen, I hope you won't take this matter to heart." Ye Ming said after a moment.
Wen Tian smiled and leaned into the car.
Pei Shaomu looked at Ye Ming: "Ye Ming has nothing to do with you, you don't have to think too much."
Ye Ming gave Pei Shaomu a wry smile and wanted to say something but didn't.
The car drove in the opposite direction of Yejia.
When I drove to an intersection, there happened to be a traffic light.
Pei Shaomu stopped the car.
Wen Tian suddenly spoke: "When you gave me the microphone just now, did you give me permission to do that?"
She knew that Pei Shaomu must have known what he was going to do with his intelligence, but he didn't even persuade her, and just handed the microphone to her.
Wen Tian could only assume that Pei Shaomu approved of her doing this.
Just as Pei Shaomu was about to speak, Wen Tian said again: "Ye Ming is your friend."
She stared at Pei Shaomu, the corners of her lips raised slightly.
She tried to find an embarrassed expression on Pei Shaomu's face because of her "valuing sex over friends".
Unfortunately, no.
Pei Shaomu's handsome face was as magnanimous as ever.
This man is always like this, magnanimous and like a gentleman.
"Ye Rou is an adult." Pei Shaomu's voice sounded in the car: "Since you are an adult, you should be responsible for what you do, not to mention that she was the one who started it."
Moreover, he had already told Yerou what he should have said yesterday.
Wen Tian glanced at the corner of her mouth: "It seems you are not that pedantic."
Pei Shaomu did not answer.
"Do you regret letting me attend this dance?" Wen Tian asked again.
"No regrets."
At this point, Pei Shaomu suddenly raised Wen Tian's chin gently: "Wen Tian, now everyone knows that you are my wife, Pei Shaomu."
The man's tone was soft but dark.
Wen Tian felt a little uncomfortable every time Pei Shaomu lifted her chin.
The feeling of being forced to look at a man at such a close distance made her feel bad.
There is a feeling that my heart needs to be penetrated, and everything I think must be known by men.
"You want everyone to know? Are you still afraid that others will rob me?" Wen Tian sneered.
She lowered Pei Shaomu's hand that raised her chin with her hand.
Pei Shaomu did not insist, but his eyes, as deep as a thousand-year-old ancient pool, still fixed on Wen Tian's face: "Yes."
This answer surprised Wen Tian a little.
I just said it so casually, but I didn't expect Pei Shaomu to say yes.
She said strangely: "Don't you have confidence in yourself?"
A man like Pei Shaomu should be extremely confident and would not worry about others taking away his things.
Pei Shaomu's slow tone seemed to contain a sigh: "Wen Tian, you are so beautiful and outstanding."
He stared deeply at Wen Tian, as if nothing could enter his eyes except Wen Tian.
Wen Tian was a little uncomfortable being looked at by Pei Shaomu.
The way the man looked at him and the way he spoke seemed to treat him like a treasure, but that was clearly not the case.
It was obvious that even her mother-in-law felt that Pei Shaomu was very lucky to be able to fall in love with her.
It's like a million dollars suddenly dropped on the head of a very poor person who can't even afford to eat.
Unfortunately, for others, this is a great blessing.
For the poor man, not so.
Because of one million, this poor man suffered a concussion.
"Don't look at me like that." Wen Tian turned her head: "Don't you know there are wrinkles at the corners of your eyes?"
She did it on purpose!
It is obvious that Pei Shaomu's eyes have no wrinkles.
But she Wen Tian just wanted to make Pei Shaomu feel uncomfortable.
It's like she feels uncomfortable at the moment.
She just wants Pei Shaomu to feel the same way!
Pei Shaomu: "..."
Three sharp black lines appeared on the man's forehead.
"Have it?"
Wen Tian glanced at Pei Shaomu and said with certainty: "Of course, you are very old after all."
Pei Shaomu: "..."
After returning home, Pei Shaomu went to the bathroom.
He stayed in the bathroom for a long time.
It happened that Li Ma had not slept and was packing things in the living room. As a result, Pei Shaomu was in the bathroom when she was packing. After she finished packing, Pei Shaomu was still in the bathroom.
Li's mother felt a thump in her heart.
She thought, why did Pei Shaomu stay in the bathroom for so long?
This is not normal.
Did something happen?
Mother Li felt frightened in her heart.
She patted the bathroom door: "Sir, sir, are you in there? Say something, sir!"
The bathroom door was suddenly opened.
A wave of hot air hit my face.
Pei Shaomu walked out in a white bathrobe.
"Mother Li, is something wrong?"
Li Ma was stunned for a moment.
Then she patted her chest: "Oh, it scared me to death. Just now I saw your husband walking to the bathroom and staying there for so long. I thought something had happened to him. Just be fine. Just be fine."
Pei Shaomu smiled bitterly on his lips.
Well, this is the first time he has stayed in the bathroom for so long.
Because besides taking a bath, he also did one more thing, and that was look in the mirror.
Stare in the mirror to see if there are any wrinkles at the corners of your eyes.
However, I didn't see it.
He is not a man who pays attention to his appearance. In his opinion, a man's appearance is not very important.
If someone tells him that he has wrinkles.
He would not take it seriously, and would not even think of looking in the mirror. After all, it is normal for people to have wrinkles as they age, just like birth, old age, illness and death.