Pei Yan said: "Auntie just sent a message saying that Suisui misses her mother. Can you please reply to Suisui's video call first?"
One sentence showed that Jiang Heshu had a daughter.
If an uninformed person heard this, they would definitely think that Jiang Heshu was not single.
Jiang Heshu frowned, "When was the message sent? Why didn't I hear it?"
"I just sent it." Pei Yan said without changing his expression and glanced at Cheng Ze. "You and Mr. Cheng were chatting in a speculative manner. It's normal that you didn't hear anything."
This sounds a bit sour.
Mu Xueqing felt extremely happy. She was happy if she could cause trouble for Pei Yan.
Mr. Mu on the side saw clearly that since Cheng Ze arrived, Pei Yan became absent-minded when chatting with him, and his eyes looked at Jiang Heshu from time to time.
Whenever he saw Jiang Heshu and Cheng Ze chatting excitedly, Pei Yan's face would become even more ugly, and the chill on his body would increase.
It was obvious that he had taken a liking to it.
Mr. Mu drank tea contentedly without interrupting.
Cheng Ze raised his head and looked at Pei Yan, "Is this Mr. Pei? I heard Mu Xueqing tell you that you are Miss Jiang's ex-husband."
When he heard the word ex-husband, Pei Yan's face became even more stern, and his dark eyes were filled with a frightening cold light.
But what Cheng Ze said was true, and he had nothing to refute.
Pei Yan took out his mobile phone and dialed Pei Sui'an's number, "Didn't you say you miss your mother? Let's talk to your mother for a while."
After speaking, he handed the phone to Jiang Heshu.
Pei Sui'an's eyes lit up when he saw Jiang Heshu, "Mom!"
Jiang Heshu smiled apologetically at Cheng Ze and walked out of the living room with her cell phone.
After her figure disappeared from everyone's eyes, Pei Yan looked at Mu Xueqing, his eyes as dark as ink filled with indifference.
"My divorce from He Shu is only temporary. Mu Xueqing, I advise you not to think wrong."
Pei Yan's words were a warning to Mu Xueqing and a slap in the face to Cheng Ze.
Cheng Ze didn't know whether he understood or not, his expression remained the same as before, without any change.
Although Mu Xueqing said nothing, her eyes kept moving, obviously not listening to Pei Yan's words.
She said: "Grandpa, didn't you say a few days ago that you wanted to play a few games with Pei Yan? I'll get the chessboard."
Without waiting for Mr. Mu to refuse, Mu Xueqing quickly picked up the chessboard and then pulled Cheng Ze out.
"Grandpa, my cousin and I will cut fruit for you!"
She said she was cutting fruit, but anyone with a discerning eye would know that Mu Xueqing was lying.
She wanted Mr. Mu to hold Pei Yan back and take the opportunity to drag Cheng Ze to find Jiang Heshu.
I have to say that Mu Xueqing is very competent as a matchmaker.
When Mr. Mu saw Pei Yan's ugly face, he shouted: "Xue Qing."
Mu Xueqing knew what her grandfather wanted to say, so she said righteously: "Grandpa, Sister Heshu is divorced and is single now. Her cousin is also single. She and her cousin are still single. What's the matter with a few words?"
"Brother Pei Yan has always been generous. I believe he will not be stingy and autocratic enough to restrict his ex-wife's freedom to make friends."
She put a high hat on Pei Yan, and Pei Yan sneered in his heart.
However, Mu Xueqing's reasons were very valid and legitimate, and Pei Yan was indeed not qualified to interfere in Jiang Heshu's social life.
He picked up the warm tea, took a sip, and said softly: "You can try it."
Pei Yan looked calm and calm, as if he was strategizing, as if he was not worried at all that Jiang Heshu would fall in love with Cheng Ze.
However, less than three minutes after Mu Xueqing took Cheng Ze out, Pei Yan 'accidentally' spilled the tea on his pants.
He said goodbye on the grounds that he had to go back and change clothes.
Mr. Mu knew it well and of course he would not stop it.
The two stood up and walked out of the living room, and Pei Yan saw an extremely dazzling scene.
There was a man and a woman sitting under the pavilion in the small courtyard. They didn't know what they were talking about, but they looked at each other and smiled.
The autumn wind blows gently, and the yellowed dead leaves fall faintly.
Suddenly, the man approached the woman and raised his hand to fall on the woman's long black and smooth hair.
The man is tall and handsome, the woman is gentle and graceful, and the picture is extremely beautiful.
Pei Yan's hands hanging by his sides were clenched tightly, trembling slightly, and the air pressure around him was terrifyingly low.
——
Jiang Heshu thanked him a little sheepishly.
Cheng Ze threw the leaves he took from Jiang Heshu's hair into the trash can and said with a smile, "It's just a little effort."
He continued to chat with Jiang Heshu about comics, and also gave Jiang Heshu some creative suggestions based on his experience.
Although Jiang Heshu likes to draw, it is his first time to create comics. He is a newcomer and there are many things he does not understand.
She thanked her again and again and wrote down what Cheng Ze said in her phone.
Just halfway through remembering, someone suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her up from the stone bench.
Smelling the familiar scent, Jiang Heshu knew who it was without raising his head.
She was a little unhappy at being interrupted, "Let go, I still haven't remembered something well."
Pei Yan didn't let go, but said, "My clothes are dirty and I need to go back and change. Let's go back."
Mu Xueqing ran over quickly. She wanted to say something, but was stopped by Mr. Mu.
Seeing this, Cheng Ze said: "Ms. Jiang, let's add your contact information. When I have time, I will summarize all of this into a document and send it to you."
Jiang Heshu was about to nod, but was pulled out by the man.
"Hey Pei Yan, what are you doing? Let me go..."
No matter what Jiang Heshu said, Pei Yan would not let go. Even when Jiang Heshu resisted, he picked him up and strode away with a cold face.
From the corner of his eye, Jiang Heshu saw Mu Xueqing and others not far away, and they were about to be pissed off by Pei Yan.
She reached out to pinch Pei Yan's shoulder, but the man didn't blink, as if he couldn't feel the pain.
After being put into the car, Jiang Heshu flushed with anger, "Why are you so crazy? Didn't you hear Cheng Ze talking to me?"
It was really embarrassing to force her away in this way in front of so many people.
Pei Yan tightened his grip on her wrist and said in a cold voice: "You speak softly to Cheng Ze, but you call me crazy when you talk to me?"
I remembered the scene where I just saw Jiang Heshu laughing at Cheng Ze and Cheng Ze touching Jiang Heshu's hair.
Pei Yan's eyes were full of gloom and coldness. He raised his hand and fell on Jiang Heshu's black hair. He rubbed it a few times regardless of Jiang Heshu's resistance.
Jiang Heshu's hair was ruffled by Pei Yan, and she was extremely angry.
"Don't touch me! Shouldn't I scold you? I was talking to someone and you suddenly showed up..."
Just as he was talking, the driver Xiao Chen opened the door and got into the car carrying the Chinese medicine that Mr. Mu had grabbed for Jiang Heshu.
He keenly smelled the smell of gunpowder in the car and immediately got out of the car.
Pei Yan said, "Drive and go back."
Xiao Chen had no choice but to close the car door and start the car.
With the driver around, Jiang Heshu could barely bear the anger in his heart.
She shook off Pei Yan's hand and turned to look out the window, leaving only Pei Yan's back.
Pei Yan looked at Jiang Heshu with his back turned to him, his face livid.
Didn't she let her continue chatting with Cheng Ze? As for being so angry? Or is it that she fell in love with Cheng Ze at first sight and fell in love with him?
Thinking of this possibility, the sadistic factor in Pei Yan's heart beat wildly, his hands clenched into fists, and his cold eyes were like a sharp blade.
No one spoke, and the car was eerily quiet.
Xiao Chen felt the low air pressure behind him and breathed much lighter, fearing to anger the two people in the back seat.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Heshu's cell phone rang.
Someone applied to add Jiang Heshu as a friend, and there were only two words in the remarks column.
Cheng Ze.
Jiang Heshu clicked Agree without hesitation.
She typed a line, but before she sent it, Cheng Ze took the lead and sent the message.
Cheng Ze: You left in a hurry just now and didn’t have time to add friends, so I asked Xue Qing to push your contact information to me. Would you mind?
Jiang Heshu deleted the words he just typed and replied: Of course not.
If Pei Yan hadn't suddenly gone crazy, they would have exchanged contact information long ago.
Thinking about it, Jiang Heshu couldn't help but feel angry. She typed: Sorry, Pei Yan suddenly has something urgent at work, so we can only leave first. I will treat you and Xue Qing to dinner when we are free.
This excuse was too false, but Jiang Heshu couldn't find a better excuse.
Fortunately, Cheng Ze didn't expose it and said calmly: It's okay, work is important.
…
Pei Yan listened to the continuous sound of notifications of received messages, and looked sideways at Jiang Heshu.
