Although she is much shorter than Pei Ruwei, her momentum is not lost at all.
Wen Tian looked at Pei Ruwei: "Why do you do this!"
She didn't say any nonsense, she just asked directly.
The smile on Pei Ruwei's lips became even colder, and he said with some ecstasy: "Because my brother likes you, how can I, a brother, bear to see the woman my brother likes but not get, so I want to give you to
Him!"
"Snapped"
A crisp slap suddenly sounded.
Wen Tian slapped Pei Ruwei hard.
Pei Ruwei's face flashed with disbelief.
For the first time, a woman actually dared to hit him.
Pei Ruwei, who came back to his senses, immediately raised his hand.
How dare this stinky woman hit him!
However, before his hand could touch Wen Tian, he was firmly restrained.
Pei Shaomu restrained Pei Ruwei's hand. The man's eyes were a bit demonic and sharp, and his voice was murderous: "If you dare to touch her, I guarantee that you will not be able to get out of here!"
Pei Ruwei's eyes flashed with struggle.
After a moment he put his hand down.
He knows this brother.
On the outside, he looks as gentle as jade, but in his heart, he still carries the killing and decisiveness of a superior.
Pei Ruwei snorted softly, as if to hide his resignation: "I don't care about women!"
Wen Tian looked at Pei Ruwei coldly, her eyes full of contempt: "What kind of thing are you? You can give away me, Wen Tian, so I can take care of myself!"
After saying this, Wen Tian turned around and left without saying any nonsense.
Seeing Pei Ruwei, she felt sick.
"Pei Ruwei, why did you plot Ruochen?" Pei Shaomu suddenly stared at Pei Ruwei after Wen Tian left and asked, "This matter is not as simple as you making me unhappy."
Pei Ruwei stopped breathing.
Unexpectedly, Pei Shaomu discovered him.
He laughed a little coldly: "Because I want Qin Ruochen to suffer. I want Qin Ruochen's woman to be possessed by his uncle, and I want him to die in pain!"
Pei Shaomu's cold handsome face is so cold that it can freeze people into ice.
His fist hit Pei Ruwei directly, hitting Pei Ruwei so hard that his face turned to the side: "Pei Ruwei, you beast, you can't bear the poison of a tiger but you can't eat its seeds!"
Pei Ruwei took a deep breath on the ground and said, "Damn it, that's not my son, that's a scoundrel, not my son at all!"
Pei Shaomu's eyes turned cold, as cold as ice: "God is watching what you do, and one day you will pay the price."
After speaking, Pei Shaomu left Pei Ruwei's office to chase Wen Tian.
When he arrived at the company door, he caught up with Wen Tian.
"Get in the car." Pei Shaomu said to Wen Tian.
Wen Tian glanced at Pei Shaomu: "Forget it, I have legs myself."
"I'll walk you home."
"Go home?" A flash of confusion flashed in Wen Tian's eyes. She looked at Pei Shaomu: "Which home should you go to?"
Pei Shaomu's breathing froze slightly.
His tone was a little lower: "Wen Tian, go back to our home."
Wen Tian thought about it for a long time and suddenly laughed. The smile was a little lonely and a little ironic.
Such warmth and sweetness suddenly made Pei Shaomu feel uneasy.
He held Wen Tian's hand: "Wen Tian, don't do this."
Wen Tian shook off Pei Shaomu's hand and said one word at a time: "That's not our home, that's your home."
Pei Shaomu's eyes became darker and darker, sealing up all his emotions, as deep as ink: "Wen Tian, don't mess around."
"I'm not messing around." Wen Tian raised her face and looked at Pei Shaomu: "Do you think you don't feel indebted if it's not everything you planned?"
Pei Shaomu's tone was tinged with hoarseness: "Wen Tian, I have never felt this way, but you should not be so willful." "Why am I so willful?" Wen Tian's voice suddenly rose, and her eyes were suddenly stained with mist:
"If it were you, and your most precious possessions were taken away from you, and you were deceived into going to a hotel while you were staying at home, and suffered such an unreasonable disaster, what would you do?
What do you think!"
At this point, Wen Tian swallowed hard, and tears suddenly flowed down uncontrollably.
Once the tears flowed down, they could no longer be controlled.
Big tears poured down like pearls.
Seeing Wen Tian crying, Pei Shaomu's calmness seemed to be gone for an instant.
"It's all my fault Wen Tian, don't cry."
"Yes, it's all your fault!" Wen Tian stretched out her fist and hit Pei Shaomu.
Pei Shaomu just let Wen Tian hit him.
He held Wen Tian in his arms and gently stroked Wen Tian's head: "Wen Tian, please stop crying. It's all my fault."
The touch on the head was very gentle, and the man's voice was also very gentle.
Wen Tian suddenly lost strength while beating. She put down her fists and just cried in Pei Shaomu's arms.
Cry out all your grievances and anger.
I was tired from crying until the end.
Wen Tian gradually stopped sobbing.
The man was still comforting Wen Tian.
Both the soothing movements and the sounds are as warm as seeing the light of fire in the cold winter.
Wen Tian suddenly thought of how when she was a child, whenever something happened and she cried sadly, Lin Caiqing would hold her in her arms to comfort her.
The confused Wen Tian said: "You look so much like my mother."
Pei Shaomu: "..."
The corners of his mouth twitched: "Wen Tian, don't be joking."
"I'm not joking. Do you think I'm still in the mood to joke with you at this time?" Wen Tian's voice was still a little more choked up: "You are just like my mother!"
Three black lines were drawn on the man's forehead.
His tone was a bit helpless: "As long as you don't cry, who do you think I look like?"
Wen Tian bit her lip.
I just cried for a long time. I've cried enough. I really don't want to cry anymore.
"Pei Shaomu, I really hate you!" Wen Tian said suddenly.
"Okay, you hate me." Pei Shaomu followed Wen Tian's words.
"How do you think I will retaliate against you?"
"You can retaliate however you want."
Wen Tian suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Whatever she said now, Pei Shaomu obeyed her. It was as if she had punched soft cotton with her fist, and there was no rebound. After a pause, Wen Tian bit her lips harder, biting her pink lips.
Bright red: "Pei Shaomu, just before, I hated you so much that I wanted to tear your skin off, but now I suddenly don't know why I don't hate you so much. I seem to have lost it now."
all
My goal, what do you think I should do?"
After speaking, she raised her eyes and looked at Pei Shaomu. Those eyes contained a mixture of aggrieved, accusatory, unspeakable, helpless, and pleading.
She originally had goals and plans, but now it seems that those goals and plans have all flown away. What should she do now? Pei Shaomu's breathing stopped when Wen Tian looked at her like this.