Chapter 266: She Really Doesn't Want Me Anymore

Seeing Zhu Yuan not speaking, Pei Ling felt nervous and at a loss for the second time.

The last time was under the grape trellis, hugging her and stealing a kiss on her ear.

"If you're angry, punish me by making me drink fruit and vegetable juice."

Zhu Yuan glared at him suddenly.

"Sure enough, you really dislike it."

Pei Ling frowned and spoke the truth: "Even dogs wouldn't drink it."

"But you drank..." Zhu Yuan was just about to retort that he had finished that entire glass of fruit and vegetable juice, and yet he said even dogs wouldn't drink it; wouldn't that mean he could rival a dog?

But once she thought of Pei Ling's childhood experiences, she couldn't bear to say it, only huffing indignantly: "It's free, why not drink it!"

She couldn't break free from Pei Ling's hand and glared at him in embarrassment and anger; Pei Ling had no choice but to let go, following closely behind her into the courtyard.

Watching the grapevines spread and grow, the rocking chair she sat in was just blocked under the green shade; Pei Ling was dazed for a moment, his mind recalling a sentence Pei Li had said back then—

Second Master, the doctor suggests your surgery must be done as soon as possible. Even if you don't think for yourself, you should consider Miss Zhu. She hasn't accepted you yet, but what if she accepts you one day? Can you bear to leave her alone?

At lunch and dinner, Zhu Yuan noticed that Pei Ling still ate very little, and she felt that after not seeing him for over a month, Pei Ling seemed to have lost quite a bit of weight.

However, she didn't know if it was her imagination, but she always felt his skin tone wasn't as dark as before; it was between wheat-colored and fair.

Watching Zhu Yuan size him up several times, Pei Ling asked deliberately: "If I don't eat, are you going to feed me fruit and vegetable juice?"

Zhu Yuan's face sank, "Sorry, you won't even have the chance if you want to drink it."

Pei Ling smiled, his mood unexpectedly very good.

He feared her being angry the most.

Who knew Zhu Yuan's face would fall even further; he was this happy without having to drink fruit and vegetable juice?

So after the meal, while Pei Ling was away, Zhu Yuan juiced a glass of fruit and vegetable juice.

He really ate too little; if he kept eating like this, he would definitely be malnourished.

She had improved the recipe this time; it was a bit unpleasant to drink, but it was nutritious.

Hearing a knock at the door, Pei Ling happened to be coming out of the bathroom; he walked over to open the door, and Pei Li stood at the entrance, holding something dark green in his hands.

"Second Master, Miss Zhu insisted that I bring this to you." Pei Li was also in a difficult position.

The Second Master was his boss, and Miss Zhu was his boss's sweetheart; if he could only offend one of them, it would definitely be the Second Master.

Pei Ling looked at that glass of fruit and vegetable juice, which was so green it made one's heart race, and didn't even frown; he reached out, took it, and drank a mouthful.

"Damn it!" Pei Ling gritted his teeth, his hand gripping the glass trembling; what kind of hellish thing was this!

Was he sure this wasn't revenge because he said he was her husband in front of the elder at noon?

Pei Li watched with a pained heart as the Second Master bit the bullet and finished the glass of fruit and vegetable juice, immediately handing over a small glass of red fruit juice, "Miss Zhu said there is a reward after you finish drinking."

Pei Ling smelled it and it was watermelon juice.

He took it and drank it in one gulp; the fresh and refreshing watermelon juice entered his mouth, instantly diluting the taste of the dark cuisine from just now.

Now he could be sure; that dark green glass from before was her taking revenge.

And this glass of watermelon juice was the "sweet date" after the "slap."

Zhu Yuan lay in the rocking chair under the grape trellis, holding a slice of watermelon in one hand to gnaw on, and a cattail fan in the other to fan herself.

After finishing the slice of watermelon in a short while, she lay back contentedly, placing the cattail fan on her chest, resting her hands behind her head, and looking up at the midsummer night sky.

As she looked at the starry sky, her heart suddenly felt like it had a hole in it.

It was as if the man's lingering whispers were echoing in her ears—

Yuanyuan, when summer comes, we will go back to Yucheng to watch the stars.

Suddenly, the little one in her belly moved.

Zhu Yuan pulled back her thoughts, her palm gently covering her lower abdomen; the cattail fan on her chest had been taken away by Pei Ling at some point.

She turned her head to look at him.

He was lying on the lounge chair beside her, fanning the cattail fan, his eyes closed, his expression relaxed.

The two were silent.

She turned her head back and continued to look at the starry sky.

The summer breeze passed through the courtyard, and the leaves of the grapevines entwined on the trellis fluttered with the wind.

"Do you like it here?"

Zhu Yuan didn't turn her head; looking at the starry sky, she said: "I do."

"Are you willing to live here forever?"

Before she could speak, Pei Ling added nonchalantly, "It's not that I must have you stay with me, as long as you like it here."

That touch of bitterness was suppressed into the most inconspicuous corner of her heart.

Pei Ling opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Zhu Yuan, and waited quietly for her answer.

"After I give birth to the child," Zhu Yuan paused, "I still want to continue acting in plays."

She never wanted to lose herself or lose the things she loved most.

Pei Ling's hand holding the cattail fan tightened; he closed his eyes again and hummed.

In the dead of night, after Pei Ling saw Zhu Yuan to her door and the door closed, he sat by the side of Zhu Yuan's door, leaning against the wall.

He remembered when he was young and was locked in a dog cage by that person; most of the time the dog cage was placed in the courtyard, outdoors, exposed to wind and rain.

Sometimes that person would show mercy and order people to move the dog cage to his door, letting him guard it.

At that time, he had no one he wanted to guard. Now, he only wanted to guard her.

The next day, Pei Ling left.

He had Pei Li contact his attending physician to arrange the surgery.

Hot Spring Villa.

Situ and Enzo waited for Sheng Yu in the villa for a day and a night; it was not until daybreak the next day that Sheng Yu appeared.

Upon seeing him, both men stepped forward simultaneously, "Young Master Yu."

Their voices could not hide their worry.

Because they saw that Sheng Yu's wrists were covered in blood.

They did not know where he had been injured.

"Enzo, go call Doctor Qiao Mai," Situ ordered.

Sheng Yu walked into the house expressionless, his voice low, "No need."

He walked into the room, and Feiyuan dashed toward him, wagging its tail rapidly as it circled his feet.

Sheng Yu's footsteps paused, and he bent down to pick up Feiyuan, carrying it upstairs.

Outside the house, Situ and Enzo exchanged a glance.

Enzo did not know where Sheng Yu had gone.

But Situ knew.

When Sheng Yu left, he had sent him a message saying he was going to find her.

This "her" was undoubtedly Zhu Yuan.

But how did he get injured?

Upstairs, Sheng Yu sank into the bathtub, his left hand, which had several gashes on the wrist, hanging over the side.

Feiyuan looked at him worriedly, whimpering in its throat.

Sheng Yu cupped a handful of water with one hand and splashed it on his face, rubbing his palms against his face a few times.

He looked at Feiyuan, who was tilting its head, its dark, round eyes reflecting his disheveled state.

He reached out to rub Feiyuan's head, his voice hoarse and tinged with a hint of self-mockery.

"Your sister-in-law really doesn't want me anymore."

Zhu Yuan looked at him, her eyes calm and without a single ripple.