"Oh, you mean peonies?" She looked down at the Su embroidery craftsmanship that took up half of the skirt, shook her head and explained:
"What I like is the baby's breath, not it. However, because the peony is the national flower of our country, I deliberately embroider it and plan to wait until I wear it abroad to promote our country's culture..."
Pei Yanche couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips as he listened, "It seems that you really value our country's 'culture'."
"Of course," Ling Shuran raised her delicate chin and said proudly:
"We have a history of five thousand years of national culture! What a thing to be proud of and show off!"
Pei Yanche looked at her triumphant expression and found it funny, but did not interrupt her.
"...Either we talk about ancient Egypt, ancient Babylon, or ancient YD. Now they have all become 'ancient'. Only our country has not changed, so..." Ling Shuran was talking and was about to move aside. Moving, he saw the wound on the other party's strong arm.
"Why...are you injured?" she asked with concern.
Pei Yanche lowered his eyes and said calmly: "It was scratched accidentally."
Ling Shuran nodded, turned around and took out iodophor and gauze from the suitcase.
Come to him again, roll up his sleeves, and carefully observe his wounds.
Although the wound was not deep, it was very long. It left a very shallow mark on the arm, but blood was still oozing out, but it was no longer flowing.
She carefully rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to her elbows, looked at the scratched scar, and frowned, "You must have accidentally touched the rock wall. Bandage it quickly. If it becomes infected and inflamed, you will be in trouble."
"It's okay," Pei Yanche looked at her movements and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
She looks so serious, so pretty.
He watched her clean his wound, put gauze on it, and gently tie it with a knot. His eyes became gentler and gentler.
It wasn't until the last step was completed that Ling Shuran raised her eyes to look at the tall man.
Their eyes met, and each other's eyes shone with a different light.
Pei Yanche's eyes fell on her cheeks. Her face was as delicate and white as a porcelain doll, with a pink aura.
Her eyelashes were long and curled, quivering slightly as she breathed lightly.
The bridge of the nose is high and the small lips are slightly pursed, revealing a hint of temptation.
Ling Shuran's eyes also fell on his face.
The rain gradually stopped.
At the same time, the sun shone on him through the clouds, making him look more noble and elegant, exuding an innate nobility. Ling Shuran couldn't help but be stunned.
The two people looked at each other, and for a moment they forgot to look away.
There is a faint fragrance emerging in the air.
They were silent, as if they were competing to see who was more calm.
a long time.
Ling Shuran finally looked away, coughed slightly, and asked, "Third Master Pei, can you leave now?"
Pei Yanche looked away and looked around, "Yeah."
When Ling Shuran saw that Pei Yanche was no longer looking at her, she breathed a sigh of relief and immediately left.
Pei Yanche called the government department midway, but the other party said that the road was still under maintenance, so he could only continue walking.
It wasn't until we entered another road, it was almost dark, that there were no passing vehicles.
The two of them got on a bus heading towards the city in a somewhat embarrassed manner. Ling Shuran leaned against the window, looking at the receding scenery outside, and suddenly felt emotional.
"Oh my, I'm finally in the car! I'm so tired today that I suddenly feel a little homesick."
"Yeah," Pei Yanche responded, staring out the window but still showing no expression. But when he heard Ling Shuran's words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, seeming to have a deep meaning.
homesick......
"By the way," Ling Shuran thought of something and suddenly turned her head and asked, "Well... what should I tell grandma when I get back?"
"Tell the truth." Pei Yanche responded, his eyes still focused on the window.
Ling Shuran thought for a while and said, "That's right. The car broke down, it rained heavily, and you took shelter in a cave. There's nothing that can't be said."
Unlike yesterday when it was involved in a car accident, it was difficult to let the elderly know.
Then she stopped worrying about anything, leaned against the window, and fell asleep unconsciously...
When she woke up, she was already lying on the bed in the bedroom, while Pei Yanche was fast asleep on the sofa.
Ling Shuran carefully walked out of bed, picked up the sheet and covered him.
Then he quietly knelt down next to him, looked at his handsome face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This is such a perfect man!
Not only is she good-looking, but her character is too good to say anything!
He is the heir to the Pei family worth hundreds of billions. He actually likes to do everything by himself. He never troubles his driver or subordinates. He drives himself every time he goes out. Nothing like the greasy boss in the novel!
Take the father and daughter who were hit yesterday. He handled it extremely well. He comforted the injured and asked them to tell them the cause of the crash, helped them solve the problem, and finally communicated with the families of the injured. He did not pay the last cent of compensation. Let the family members keep their mouths shut.
He did not leave this matter to a lawyer or assistant. The man handled the whole process personally.
She was quite impressed by him at this point.
Thinking about it, she couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded, and she didn't even know when he would open his eyes.
"Hey, have you seen enough?"
The low and magnetic voice sounded, startling Ling Shuran, and she stood up suddenly.
"you you......"
She stuttered and looked at Pei Yanche, not knowing how to refute for a moment.
Was he pretending to sleep just now?
Pei Yanche looked at her with a smile, "Miss Ling, you are so brave! How dare you spy on me."
He said, sitting up slowly and lazily. A pair of deep, dark eyes looked at Ling Shuran with a half-smile.
Ling Shuran was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks turned red, and her big, watery, almond-shaped eyes couldn't help but widen.
"Who, who asked you to pretend to be asleep, so that I almost thought you died of sleep!"
"Really, then I really appreciate your concern." Pei Yanche said, with a slight smile on his lips.
"Since you have nothing to do, I'm going to bed!" After saying that, Ling Shuran walked to the bed.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau for divorce tomorrow. There is a difficult matter that I need to deal with, and I have to go on a business trip early in the morning."
Pei Yanche suddenly spoke.
Ling Shuran turned around, confused, "Ah! Can't get divorced again?"
"Yes." Pei Yanche nodded and then looked at her, "So just stay here and wait for me to come back."
"How can this be possible?!" Ling Shuran said without thinking. "How long will you be away on business and when will you be back?"
