"No way!" Jiang Shutong immediately refused. "Brother, I'm going to meet a client to discuss work. What would it look like if I brought you along?"

"He's my childhood friend, I need to talk to him about something."

Jiang Shutong thought about it again and realized that since Wen Luoyao was his fiancée, it seemed reasonable for him to know Wen Shiyan.

"Fine, whatever you want."

Stop worrying about it, she went into the kitchen, washed the dishes that weren't clean, and then took off her apron.

Suddenly, a business card fell out of my pocket.

Jiang Shutong picked it up and looked at it; it said Xie Chiye.

She casually tossed the business card into the trash can.

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiang Shutong pushed Pei Yichen's wheelchair to the restaurant where they had arranged to meet Wen Shiyan.

Wen Shiyan arrived fifteen minutes early.

Jiang Shutong felt a little embarrassed to have her client wait for her.

Wen Shiyan was somewhat surprised to see Pei Yichen come along. He couldn't help but tease him with a smile, "What's wrong? Now you're worried about your wife going out to meet clients and you have to come along with her?"

It seems that the relationship between this couple who got married quickly is progressing faster than he imagined.

Pei Yichen snorted with a sour face, "It's one thing for you to work overtime on the weekend, but you also have to bring others along..."

Jiang Shutong was afraid that the client would be unhappy, so she quickly explained with a smile, "Um, Mr. Wen, I'm sorry, Yichen said he wanted to talk to you, so I brought him along."

Wen Shiyan said he didn't mind, "It's okay, Yichen and I are very close, we grew up together like brothers."

What could Pei Yichen possibly need from him?

He probably didn't want to make things difficult for his wife.

After all, his sister had a history of making things difficult for Jiang Shutong.

Wen Shiyan didn't say anything, and after ordering the food, he started talking to Jiang Shutong about the project.

Whether it was Jiang Shutong's planning proposals or her unique insights into projects, he was completely convinced of her abilities.

He didn't hold back his praise, "Ms. Jiang, it's clear that you not only have excellent professional skills, but also a very serious and dedicated work attitude..."

Jiang Shutong smiled and said, "Mr. Wen, you flatter me. You are the best client I have ever worked with."

"From now on, all of Wen's projects will be handled by Zhitu. I have faith in your abilities..."

"No need, she's leaving soon." Pei Yichen, who hadn't been able to get a word in edgewise during their work conversation, interrupted him coolly.

Wen Shiyan's expression changed slightly. "Miss Jiang, are you resigning?"

Jiang Shutong chuckled and nodded. "Yes, I want a change of scenery."

Wen Shiyan expressed his regret, but also raised his glass to wish her a bright future.

"Thanks!"

The three of them had a few drinks, and Jiang Shutong's cheeks quickly flushed red.

Wen Shiyan stared intently at her face, which bore a striking resemblance to Wen Qinghe's, his thoughts drifting away.

When he was eight years old, he accidentally broke one of his grandfather's favorite vases while running and jumping around at home.

His six-year-old sister stood there, terrified, but still comforted him in her childish voice, "It's okay, brother, you didn't mean to..."

When Grandpa Wen returned and saw that his beloved vase was broken, he was furious.

Eight-year-old Wen Shiyan nervously stepped forward to admit his mistake, "Grandpa, I broke it by accident, I'm sorry."

Grandpa Wen was so angry that he picked up a feather duster and was about to hit him when six-year-old Wen Qinghe ran to him crying, "Grandpa, I broke the vase, don't hit my brother, he just wanted to take the blame for me..."

Two lines of tears streamed down the little girl's fair face, her long eyelashes were wet, and her soft, sobbing voice was heartbreaking.

Wen Shiyan lowered his head and said, "No, I spilled it myself. It has nothing to do with my sister."

When the two children both claimed that they had broken the vase, Grandpa Wen immediately calmed down.

The matter was eventually dropped.

Seeing Wen Shiyan staring intently at Jiang Shutong, Pei Yichen tapped his long, slender fingers lightly on the table. "Young Master Wen, isn't it very impolite to stare so intently at someone else's wife?"

Wen Shiyan snapped out of his daze and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, Miss Jiang, you look a lot like my sister..."

Jiang Shutong felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, even though she vaguely sensed that Wen Shiyan seemed to be looking at someone else through her.

She was about to say it was nothing, but when she heard Wen Shiyan say that she looked a lot like Wen Luoyao, she immediately disagreed.

"Hehe, Miss Wen is a noble lady from a prestigious family. Mr. Wen is too kind to flatter me."

Wen Shiyan wanted to explain that he wasn't talking about Wen Luoyao, but he didn't really want to mention Wen Qinghe to outsiders.

In the end, he just smiled and didn't say anything more.

Midway through, Jiang Shutong got up and went to the restroom.

Wen Shiyan shifted his gaze to Pei Yichen opposite him and couldn't help but say, "She's a good girl. If you're thinking of using her as a substitute, I advise you to..."

Pei Yichen gently toyed with the glass, and snorted upon hearing this, "No need for you, Young Master Wen, to worry about it."

Seeing that he had a sour face and spoke with a barbed tone since he entered the room, Wen Shiyan couldn't help but sigh, "Tsk tsk, no wonder I kept smelling a strong smell of vinegar during the meal, turns out someone's vinegar jar has been overturned..."

Pei Yichen scoffed at this. He would be jealous of that woman, Jiang Shutong? That was utterly absurd.

The man smirked. "You're overthinking it. She's just a marriage partner I randomly picked to appease my family."

Their union was clear from the beginning: a marriage partnership.

Pei Yichen also disagreed with Wen Shiyan's theory of body doubles.

He wouldn't develop feelings for her, so how could he hurt her?

-

After having dinner with Wen Shiyan, Jiang Shutong wanted to drag Pei Yichen to the mall for a shopping trip.

Pei Yichen's eye twitched. "Are you sure you want a man in a wheelchair like me to go shopping with you?"

Jiang Shutong skillfully pushed his wheelchair toward the elevator. "Nobody says people in wheelchairs can't go shopping, right?"

Pei Yichen was somewhat impatient; women were just troublesome.

He then asked her, "What do you want to buy?"

"Grandpa is coming back from abroad tonight, right? I'm thinking of buying him a little something to welcome him..."

Well, she was really thoughtful and considerate to his family.

Perhaps this is what they call "love me, love my dog".

Next, Pei Yichen patiently answered Jiang Shutong's inquiries about his grandfather's preferences.

The woman suddenly asked, "Pei Yichen, I heard from your father that your family is so poor they can't even afford to eat, but how come your grandfather still has money to travel abroad?"

Pei Yichen: ...

He really wanted his dramatic father to answer this question.

After a long pause, he said expressionlessly, "My grandfather hooked up with a wealthy old flame, and she paid for his trips..."

Jiang Shutong was stunned. "Grandpa's even having a twilight romance? Tsk tsk, he must be really charming..."

At his age, he can still get women to spend money on him; that's impressive.

Now, Jiang Shutong couldn't help but become even more curious about Grandpa Pei.

Soon, she figured out what gift to buy for Grandpa Pei.

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