Young widow in her boudoir

Pei Zhiheng sneered inwardly.

She was still pleasuring him just a while ago, but now she's turned her back on him.

His eyes were devoid of warmth.

Standing beside Madam Shen, Xie Rutang felt a chill run down her spine for no apparent reason, but when she looked over, she saw that Pei Zhiheng was not looking at her.

When Xie Rutang saw him, she couldn't help but feel nervous, because of his ambiguous look just now.

You should know that Pei Zhiheng used to stay at her place and tore up countless of her underwear. Although he appeared to be upright and indifferent to desires, he was actually brutal and had an inexplicable addiction to that kind of thing. He was often an addict late at night.

Her clothes were made of very delicate materials—silk, damask, and satin—yet he tore them up as if they were free!

Xie Rutang still feels lingering fear when she sees him.

The old clothes were no longer wearable, and she had to sew several new ones. Xie Rutang was annoyed and wished he could leave the Shen family immediately.

As for his marriage to Su Yao, she was even more pleased to see it happen.

In this way, she could also suppress her initial feelings for him, pull back from the brink, and avoid making a big mistake. Given her status, she absolutely could not develop feelings for Second Master Pei, and more importantly, she could not develop feelings for the father of her child.

But Pei Zhiheng's cold, menacing gaze...

Xie Rutang looked over suspiciously.

Then he saw him looking at Su Yao.

Su Yao was dressed very brightly today, and her sweet and beautiful appearance made it no surprise that she caught his attention.

Xie Rutang paused for a moment, then turned back to continue serving her mother-in-law.

Next, Pei Zhiheng's attention was focused on Su Yao and her mother-in-law, which relieved Xie Rutang. She realized she had been overthinking things.

Pei's mother was about to continue to persuade her patiently.

Pei Zhiheng's expression suddenly darkened, and he changed his mind. "After I return to the Pei residence, I will take some time to propose marriage to the Su family."

Pei's mother doubted that she had heard correctly.

I had been trying to persuade him for months, but he wouldn't budge. And tonight, he agreed after I just said a few words?

Nestled beside her, Su Yao's face gradually flushed, like a flower bud blooming, as she shyly gazed at Pei Zhiheng.

"well!"

Fearing he might suddenly change his mind, Pei's mother nodded repeatedly, "It's good that you've come to your senses. I'll pass on the message another day and arrange for the two families to meet."

Watching the mother and son, Old Madam Shen smiled faintly: "I told you long ago, Yaoniang is Heyuan's choice. What man wouldn't like such a well-behaved girl?"

Pei Zhiheng's voice lacked enthusiasm: "It's all up to Mother's arrangements."

Xie Rutang watched, but felt no emotion.

Having already delivered the medicine to her father-in-law and said what she needed to say to persuade him, Xie Rutang knew they had important matters to discuss and it was inconvenient for her to stay there. She took the initiative to leave, walking steadily without glancing into the house, and quietly walked back to her own courtyard along the corridor.

Stepping out of the house, a gust of cold, dew-laden wind brushed against her face, and Xie Rutang regained some of her senses.

The wind was strong on the road, and it blew out the lantern Jin Yue was carrying, plunging Xie Rutang's world into complete darkness once again.

The wind howled through the bamboo forest like ghosts, and her silk stockings were soaked again. The darkness that met her eyes was like a cold snake crawling up her legs. Xie Rutang took a deep breath and tried to suppress her fear.

On the leaf-strewn ground, a dignified and composed figure suddenly appeared, causing Xie Rutang's heart to skip a beat.

Then the man stepped forward, his imposing figure looming over her. He suddenly wrapped his arm around her soft waist and tried to lead her to a bamboo grove where no one was around, perfect for a secret rendezvous.

Jin Yue saw that it was the Second Master and was about to speak, but Pei Zhiheng stopped her in her tracks with a cold look. "I have something to say to your wife. You wait here."

Xie Rutang felt her heart pounding as he gripped her hand tightly. It turned out that her suspicions weren't unfounded; his gaze had been brewing for a long time, waiting to erupt at her.

But she didn't know what he was going to do to her.

In a short while, they arrived deep in the bamboo forest.

Pei Zhiheng looked down at her eyes. Her beautiful, glassy eyes seemed to be veiled by a light gray shadow. In the night, they had no focus and could not let in light, only reflecting his tall and broad figure.

Ever since that erotic dream, Xie Rutang's figure has been constantly tugging at him as she enters the room tonight, making him want to ride her with his hands on her waist as he used to.

She seemed fuller and more voluptuous than before. Pei Zhiheng silently clenched his hands inside his wide sleeves, as if simulating a shape.

He looked into her eyes and said in a low voice, "You can't see again?"

Xie Rutang's heart tightened suddenly.

His tone carried a hint of concern, as if he were still in Cuiwu Courtyard. She took a step back, not daring to get too close to him, and then lowered her neck and softly hummed in agreement. She suppressed her emotions, unwilling to let them break through the soil.

Pei Zhiheng was unhappy that she was too far away from him, so he stepped forward again with his hands behind his back and wearing cloud-patterned boots. The black jade pendant at his waist gently hit her body, seemingly intentionally, exuding a seductive ambiguity.

Pei Zhiheng's deep, still eyes reflected her frail and helpless figure. "I'll be leaving tomorrow."

"Aren't you coming to see me off tomorrow morning?"

Xie Rutang felt a sudden lump in her throat, and a touch of stubbornness crept into her voice. "I'm not going. I'm a widow, it's inconvenient for me!"

Pei Zhiheng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and even the temperature in the bamboo forest seemed to freeze.

Xie Rutang was scared, but she still wouldn't change her mind. She frowned, and besides, it was really inconvenient for her.

She had been giving him a cold look all day, never giving him a kind look since she entered the room, so Pei Zhiheng misunderstood that she couldn't wait for him to leave.

His dark eyes stared at her for a long time, looking at her fair profile. She really did see him as her lover. Suddenly, he sneered, "Since I'm leaving, let's have one last time together."

Xie Rutang looked up in shock. He was insane! How could she sleep with him while she was pregnant?!

Noticing her hesitation, Pei Zhiheng sneered, "Your hands are only used for embroidery and drawing; can't you do anything else?"

Autumn had arrived and the temperature had dropped. Xie Rutang gritted her teeth, her cheeks flushed, filled with annoyance she herself didn't even realize. "Aren't you afraid of freezing to death here?!"

She didn't know what was making her heart ache. Perhaps it was because Shen Yuan had abandoned her so early, and the young and strong Pei Zhiheng had only been with her for a month before leaving her too. She was just pitying herself; she was just unlucky.

Even a cold-hearted man like Pei Zhiheng eventually has to abide by human ethics and choose a wife. He can no longer have an affair with her like before, and he can no longer give her even a moment of warmth.

The man suddenly grabbed her slender wrist and pulled her hand down.

Xie Rutang, embarrassed and angry, pounded his chest forcefully, "Pei Yuanzhi, you bastard! You're about to get engaged to Miss Su, how could you!"

How could he come out of the old lady's main room and run to the bamboo grove to do such a thing to her?!

Pei Zhiheng narrowed his eyes: "Don't you know whether I'm bad or not?"

"Didn't I make sure you had a proper experience in bed back then?"