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Zhao Yun stared at Pei Ziheng dumbfounded and said nothing for a long time.

Pei Ziheng raised his eyes, his dark eyes darker than ink.

"Liang Xiaowen is your sister. If you want to seek justice for her, I will be with you at any time."

Zhao Yun came back to his senses and said, "She is my sister, so you are still my brother."

Compared with Pei Ziheng's evil intentions and his unyielding retribution, he was more shocked that Pei Ziheng was so accurate.

With such a big basketball, you can hit whoever you want. This is too unfair.

Zhao Yun added: "Whoever let her bully the younger ones deserves to be taught a lesson."

A simple sentence has already shown the attitude.

Between his sister and his brother, he chooses his brother.

Pei Ziheng's lips curled up slightly.

He deliberately told Zhao Yun the truth, but it was actually a test of Zhao Yun, and obviously the result made him very satisfied.

"Zi Heng, how did you do it? You can hit the target with every shot, please teach me!"

Pei Ziheng’s words were concise and concise: “Practice more.”

Zhao Yun: Saying it means not saying it.

However, he and Pei Ziheng were good brothers, and Pei Ziheng cheated. Rounding it all off, it meant that he also cheated.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun became happy again, smiling like a fool.

……

In the past, Liang Xiaowen loved to go to Pei's house, and she would always pester Pei Ziheng to ask for advice.

But since she was hit on the head by Pei Ziheng, she has never been to Pei's house again, and even hid whenever she saw Pei Ziheng.

……

"Wen Ping, Friendship Mall is having a discount sale on summer clothes these two days. We'll go take a look after get off work later. Will you go?"

Pei Wenping smiled at her colleagues and said, "You go ahead, I have to go to the post office."

Upon hearing what she said, several colleagues in the office laughed and joked, "Ah, I forgot that today is the 15th. Has your Chen Yi sent money back again?"

"Sister Pei is still lucky. The man is handsome and talented. He can earn money and take care of the family. He sends money home every month. You can't even find a good man like this in a lantern."

"Yes, if the one in my family is half as good as Sister Pei's family, I would be satisfied."

Listening to the envy of her colleagues, Pei Wenping smiled lightly.

A year ago, she would probably have thought the same thing.

Career, love, family, all three, there is no better happiness than this.

But now, the words "peerless good man" only made her feel ironic and ridiculous.

After get off work at noon, Pei Wenping said goodbye to her colleagues and rode her scooter to the post office.

Pei Wenping got the letter, opened it, and was shocked when she saw the amount on the remittance slip.

After hesitation, Pei Wenping took out the communication pad from her bag and found Chen Yi's phone number.

"Hello, who is it?"

Pei Wenping was a little startled when she heard the familiar voice on the other end of the phone.

Since Chen Yi went to the Shanghai Stock Exchange, although she has often called home, she has deliberately avoided talking to the other party.

This was the first time the two talked on the phone after Chen Yi left home.

"Hey?"

Pei Wenping cleared her throat, "It's me."

"Wen Ping?"

On the other end of the phone, Chen Yi's voice was full of surprise, and then he asked with concern: "Did something happen at home?"

"There's nothing going on at home. I received the remittance order from you. Why is the amount so big?"

Knowing that she called specifically because of this matter, Chen Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry, this money is my legal income. I wrote a script for the company before, and the movie was released last month and sold well at the box office. The company rewarded me with a sum of money.”

"I know." Pei Wenping said angrily, "I'm not worried about you."

"Well, I'm just being sentimental."

Chen Yi's temper was as gentle as ever, and his voice was affectionate.

In the past, Pei Wenping enjoyed this kind of interaction with her lover, but now, she only feels awkward and uncomfortable.

There was silence for a moment.

Sensing her emotions, Chen Yi immediately changed the topic and asked about her family and children.

Unconsciously we chatted for more than ten minutes.

After hanging up the phone, Pei Wenping couldn't help but lose consciousness.Time and distance seemed to have diluted the gap and resentment between the two.

But even if she no longer resented Chen Yi in her heart, she also no longer had love.

Compared to a couple, she and Chen Yi are more like partners living together, each doing his or her own duties and working hard to maintain the integrity of the family.

After withdrawing the money and still having some time before going to work, Pei Wenping rode a scooter to the food factory.

……

In the food factory, after learning that Pei Wenping had not eaten lunch, Shen Mingzhu led him to find a small restaurant nearby.

"Sister, why did you come to see me?"

While waiting for the food to be served, Shen Mingzhu asked with concern.

Pei Wenping took a sip of tea and said, "Nothing's wrong, I just came to talk to you."

Although she had many friends, many of whom she had grown up with as handkerchiefs, but when she had something on her mind, the first one she thought of was Shen Mingzhu.

Probably because she felt that Shen Mingzhu's thoughts resonated more with hers.

Pei Wenping discussed with Shen Mingzhu how Chen Yi remitted money home on time every month and some of her inner thoughts.

"What I originally thought was that I would divorce him when the children grow up and let each of us live our own lives, but now that I think about it, it's actually not impossible to live together like this."

"But I also feel that just forgiving him like this is too easy for him. Sigh, I'm quite troubled in my heart, so I came here to nag you."

Shen Mingzhu can actually understand Pei Wenping's struggle. After all, the two have been in love for so many years, not to mention that Chen Yi is sincerely repenting.

It is easy to say it is easy to say goodbye, but it is not easy to do it.

"Sister, actually you don't have to make a decision now. Make roads in the mountains, build bridges in the water, take it one step at a time, and time will give you the answer."

"you're right."

Pei Wenping looked at her with a smile on her face, "I knew it was right to come to you. When you said that, the knot in my heart was instantly untied."

However, Shen Mingzhu was quite curious about how much money Chen Yi sent back this time, which made Pei Wenping, an old accountant, lose his sense of proportion.

"two thousand."

No wonder.

It is equivalent to the annual income of an ordinary working family.

Pei Wenping picked up a chopstick and put the meat into Shen Mingzhu's bowl, "Eat, who cares, anyway, he said it was legal income, I should spend it, I'll pay for today's meal."

Shen Mingzhu smiled, "Then let's have some drinks to celebrate?"

"I still have to go to work in the afternoon."

After a pause, he said again: "How about drinking less?"

Shen Mingzhu smiled and nodded.

……

When Shen Mingzhu returned to the factory, Pei Yang had just returned and was standing in the office with his collar pulled up and blowing on the ceiling fan to dissipate heat.

Seeing her coming back from outside with flushed cheeks, Pei Yang didn't pay much attention, thinking she was also hot.

"Come here and blow it."

"Okay."

Shen Mingzhu threw her purse on the sofa, staggered toward him, and was hugged by Pei Yang.

"you've been drinking?"

Smelling the smell of alcohol on her body, Pei Yang was a little amused, and looked down at her with doting eyes.

"Who did you go out drinking with at noon?"

"Follow eldest sister."

Shen Mingzhu leaned in his arms, rubbing her head gently, her body was as soft as a kitten, her voice was delicate and soft, and she told Pei Yang about Chen Yi sending money back.

When he heard Chen Yi's name, the smile on Pei Yang's face faded a little, but when he saw his wife's drunken and silly look, his heart couldn't help but feel weak.

"How much did you drink?"

"Not much."

"Not much, how much?"

Shen Mingzhu was dizzy and her eyelids were heavy. She just wanted to close her eyes and sleep, but the man kept chattering in her ear.

So annoying.

Forget it.

Shen Mingzhu raised her head, held the man's face and kissed him. (End of chapter)