If the dog couldn’t praise him, Wen Huan would.
Whenever Pei Jingyi did household chores, Wen Huan would act like a rainbow-flattery generator, constantly providing emotional support by his side, with the main idea being that moving her mouth meant she didn’t have to lift a finger.
But when Pei Jingyi had to go to work, Wen Huan realized she still had to “lift a finger.”
Although Pei Jingyi had agreed to commute by electric scooter from then on, it was his first time using such a common mode of transportation, and he didn’t know how. Wen Huan had to take him along for the first day.
So Wen Huan put on that pink helmet again, ready to play the role of driver.
Seeing this, Pei Jingyi’s gaze deepened slightly.
Usually, Wen Huan was charming and captivating, delicate and radiant.
But with the helmet on, her head looked round and big, making her adorably impressive.
It was as if he had seen another side of Wen Huan.
Unaware of Pei Jingyi’s thoughts, Wen Huan adjusted the helmet strap and tilted her head, asking, “Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?”
Pei Jingyi withdrew his gaze and turned away indifferently. “Let’s go to work.”
Although Self-illuminating Technology wasn’t too far from their rented apartment, it still took quite some time to get there by electric scooter.
Wen Huan sat in front, gripping the handlebars. But ever since graduating from university and marrying Pei Jingyi, she hadn’t ridden with anyone on the back for a long time. So when Pei Jingyi got on, she shifted uncomfortably, asking, “Honey, are you sitting properly?”
The contact was faint yet unmistakable.
Soft and tantalizing.
Pei Jingyi’s breathing grew heavier, and his body, straddling the seat, instantly tensed up.
Did this woman have no sense of restraint?
His voice low and husky, he quickly made a decision. “Forget it, you don’t have to take me today. I’ll just drive to work instead.”
Because if this continued any longer,
he wouldn’t be able to go to work at all today.
But Wen Huan wasn’t pleased with Pei Jingyi’s “indulgent” suggestion. After all, he was bankrupt now, and even if she wanted a divorce, she had to wait a year. If Pei Jingyi didn’t save money properly during this year, how could she avoid living in poverty and hardship?
Clearly, Pei Jingyi didn’t like her.
So he had no idea how to cherish her.
Wen Huan puffed her cheeks in anger and decided to take matters into her own hands. She twisted the throttle and sped off, deliberately wiggling her hips as if to spite Pei Jingyi. After all, he couldn’t do anything about it while on her scooter.
“Hmm—”
Pei Jingyi’s jaw tightened to the extreme, and the veins at his temples throbbed faintly.
But with the wind rushing past, Wen Huan, wearing her helmet, remained completely oblivious. It wasn’t until they reached their destination and she saw Pei Jingyi’s restrained posture as he got off that she belatedly realized something was wrong.
Wen Huan’s face flushed red, and her bottom felt tingly. “Why… why didn’t you say something earlier?”
Pei Jingyi’s ears were also burning red, but he maintained his usual cold demeanor. “It’ll pass in a moment.”
When it came to Wen Huan’s unintentionally alluring behavior, Pei Jingyi had plenty of experience. With a little time, he could forcefully suppress it.
Hearing Pei Jingyi downplay the situation, Wen Huan secretly sighed in relief and couldn’t help but flash him a carefree smile.
With the helmet still on her head, she looked even cuter.
As a result, Pei Jingyi, who was already struggling, felt an involuntary surge of heat rise within him once more.
At the same time, a desire for Wen Huan to spend more time with him began to take root and grow.
Pei Jingyi said calmly, “There’s only one electric scooter. Since you’ve already brought me here today, you’ll stay with me in the office this afternoon and we’ll go back together in the evening.”
“Alright…” Although Wen Huan found it boring to watch Pei Jingyi work, she had no other choice at the moment. “It’s a good chance for me to see your new work environment since I’ve never worked in an office before.”
Pei Jingyi replied, “You’re not suited for office work anyway.”
Wen Huan felt uncomfortable.
Even though she hadn’t considered working, Pei Jingyi’s attitude clearly looked down on her. “What do you think is wrong with me?”
Pei Jingyi thought everything was wrong with Wen Huan, especially in the workplace where people of all kinds mingled. Beauty was a scarce resource, and with Wen Huan’s eight hundred schemes—none of them genuine—she would surely suffer greatly.
He said coldly, “You wouldn’t earn much from working anyway. Just stay at home properly.”
Wen Huan was so angry she wished the female lead would appear immediately and take this man away!
…
Meanwhile, many employees in the company craned their necks, peeking through the glass door in awe at Wen Huan standing beside Pei Jingyi.
No one had ever believed in the existence of fairies before.
But now, everyone did.
Because they had truly seen one.
“My goodness, I always thought Brother Pei deserved better, but not the absolute best!”
No wonder Brother Pei, a workaholic, had taken several days off for his wife and hadn’t come to work.
“But even though Sister-in-law is beautiful, she and Brother Pei clearly don’t have a good relationship.”
“Yeah, I heard Brother Pei took time off a few days ago because Sister-in-law wanted a divorce. It’s hard to judge.”
There were few women in the tech company, and the team was almost entirely male, so many viewed things from a male perspective.
As soon as the husband went bankrupt, the wife wanted to leave—this hit every man’s sore spot.
Moreover, as a woman, Sister-in-law was said to only care about dressing up, getting manicures, and never doing housework.
She even rarely took care of the children, leaving it all to Brother Pei and his elders. It was truly outrageous.
Thus, everyone whispered and murmured quietly, but when Pei Jingyi brought Wen Huan inside, they all kept their composure.
Although Self-illuminating Technology was small, as an assistant, Pei Jingyi still had his own office. However, compared to Pei Jingyi’s former luxurious CEO office, this place was as shabby as a restroom.
Wen Huan couldn’t help but sigh inwardly at Pei Jingyi’s ability to adapt to circumstances. Her displeasure temporarily faded, and she proactively suggested, “Husband, let me tidy up your office for you?”
Pei Jingyi shook his head. “My office doesn’t need tidying.”
He had always been disciplined. Whether his space was large or small, he kept it neat, clean, and meticulous.
Wen Huan naturally noticed this, which was why she offered to help.
After all, she hadn’t actually intended to clean up.
Now that Pei Jingyi had refused, Wen Huan returned to her lazy routine, sitting by the small tea table and regretfully brewing tea. “Husband, since you don’t need it, there’s nothing else I can do. I’ll just obediently drink my water.”
Pei Jingyi fell silent for a moment, his dark eyes fixed on Wen Huan. “You were just putting on an act earlier, weren’t you? You never actually intended to help me tidy up the office.”
Wen Huan was both pretentious and skilled at coaxing people.
Yet her acting was terrible, easily seen through at a glance.
Wen Huan choked on her words at this, her tone defensive despite her lack of justification. “How could you say that? What kind of person do you think I am?”
She approached with a teacup in hand, nestling into Pei Jingyi’s embrace and feeding him water: “Husband, I’ve never acted with you—only shown genuine feelings.”
“…” Pei Jingyi thought Wen Huan’s talent for sophistry far surpassed her acting skills.
He should have continued to expose her.
But gazing at the soft face nestled against his chest, Pei Jingyi narrowed his dark eyes. After a long pause, he simply raised a large hand to wrap around Wen Huan’s slender waist, lowering his head to drink the water from her hand.
Watching this scene, the employees who had been whispering at their workstations fell silent.
“Boss’s wife not doing housework or taking care of children… doesn’t seem like such a big deal, right…”
After a while, the male employee who had voiced the strongest criticism earlier spoke up weakly.
“This is a new era—who says housework and children are solely a woman’s responsibility?”
“Exactly, a man marries a wife to cherish her. What kind of man treats his wife like a housemaid?”
“Who said the boss’s wife isn’t good? I think she’s wonderful!”
Everyone chimed in, their voices growing a bit loud, catching Pei Jingyi’s attention.
The next moment, his icy gaze swept over them one by one. Pei Jingyi shielded Wen Huan as he lowered the office blinds, eliciting a collective groan from the crowd.
Just then, a handsome yet roguish man walked in, holding the hand of a boy about three years old.
Seeing the employees in disarray, Duan Yuanzhou asked, “What are you all doing instead of working properly?”
“Boss, Brother Pei brought his wife.”
Everyone straightened up immediately at the sight of the man, answering obediently, “They’re in the office now.”
“Wen Huan?” Duan Yuanzhou sneered upon hearing this, gritting his teeth. “That woman actually dared to come!”
…
Meanwhile, unaware of the commotion outside, after Pei Jingyi lowered the blinds, Wen Huan returned to sit by the coffee table, playing on her phone while waiting for him to finish work.
Just then, a call suddenly came in.
Caller ID: Feng Wen.
He was Wen Huan’s childhood male friend, the closest of her male friends.
But now, seeing this name, Wen Huan reacted as if she’d seen a ghost, quickly hanging up and blocking the number. Only then did she pat her chest, feeling somewhat safer.
No sooner had she relaxed than she looked up to find Pei Jingyi silently watching her, unnoticed until now.
“Husband, I’m sorry…” Wen Huan immediately sweet-talked her way into an apology, saying obediently, “I shouldn’t have disturbed your work. I’ll mute my phone from now on, don’t worry.”
Pei Jingyi didn’t respond immediately. Instead, his gaze on Wen Huan’s face grew increasingly intense.
Because he had just seen the caller’s name.
That name was exactly the same as the one Yu Mixue had mentioned to him.
And Wen Huan’s actions and expression just now clearly showed guilt, even anxiety and tension about something.
Closing his eyes deeply, Pei Jingyi clenched his large hand, as if about to snap the pen in his palm.
“Wen Huan, Yu Mixue came to see me this morning.”
“If you’ve changed your mind and still want a divorce, you can tell me directly.”