Difficult Dogs

It wasn't dirty in the first place.

Shen Zhiyu really shouldn't be kind. If she had known he was so hungry, she would have cared what he did.

She wasn't a big eater, she had eaten enough at Pei's house. She looked at the steak in front of her and cut it resignedly.

Working hard as a foreigner, I have no interest in eating.

She looked at the man opposite him, and his cell phone had been in her hand since the moment she entered the door.

He suppressed a smile and chatted with the person on the other side of the phone. Shen Zhiyu watched him for a long time and her mind was free.

She didn't want to care about Pei Chen's personal life, and his life was too easy to guess.

Even if she was abroad, she would occasionally hear about his private life. In the rich second generation circle, there were not many people studying abroad, and they would always meet one or two people in the same circle.

They often go back to China to attend parties. Pei Chen's appearance rate is very high. Although he is often used as a background, he is photographed very clearly. He is a presence that they use to show off in their circle of friends, even though every time he hugs a woman, he doesn't Same.

She knew at that moment that Pei Chen was going astray. She knew that Pei Chen had always been difficult to control. If the rope was loosened, he would be able to develop in unexpected directions. But she never expected that he would go further and further off, becoming more and more wild. .

But for such a person, it’s actually easy to talk about it.Shen Zhiyu didn't have to think about how to deal with it or how to end it.

After reading this, she looked at him silently with a complicated expression.

Broad shoulders, narrow back, waist and long legs, he works well.

"Cut it for you?"

Pei Chen had probably finished chatting, and his passionate eyes moved from the phone to her face, waving to her and handing her the plate.

Shen Zhiyu shook her head. She actually couldn't eat anymore, "I see you haven't eaten anything at night, so I'll bring you something to eat. Who did you learn this habit of not eating dinner from?"

Don't miss three meals a day, Shen Zhiyu's rule.

Every time she saw him, he was drunk at night. He smelled of strong alcohol and, oh, he must have had some female scent. He couldn't be called a yuppie, he was simply debauched.

Shen Zhiyu raised her voice and asked.

Pei Chen was speechless and said shamelessly: "Are you worried about me?"

You forget it if you starve to death.

Pei Chen saw that she didn't reply, but he smiled and said nothing.

I don't care anymore.

He has discernment, so naturally he won't ask questions directly to his face.

This meal was average.

After paying the bill and halfway through the journey, Pei Chen answered the phone and his face darkened instantly. The housekeeper called to say that the old lady had suffered a heart attack and had just been sent to the hospital, asking him to go there as soon as possible.

Shen Zhiyu panicked and wondered if the old lady was angry because of the dinner incident. She never thought that Pei Chen could be so lethal.

Pei Chen saw what she was thinking and comforted her: "It's not your fault. Her disease is prone to attacks. She is prone to such attacks when she is excited, but this time it will be more serious."

"Why is grandma so dissatisfied with you? Even when you were a child, why can't she still get over it after so many years? You are so old, and she still lets you go to the small kitchen to eat. How can she embarrass you? Is it because of me? If you disobey her and feel angry for a moment..."

Shen Zhiyu didn't know who she was worried about, whether she was blaming herself or not. Pei Chen said he wanted to send her home, but she refused and insisted on going to the hospital with Pei Chen. She couldn't resist her, so she had no choice but to agree.

In fact, Pei Chen has always been able to accept the fact that the old lady doesn't like him. After all, they were the ones who caused the Pei family to lose its reputation for innocence. How big of a fuss it caused at the beginning, and the lives it caused made him return to the Pei family to recognize his ancestors. .Seeing Pei Chen, Mrs. Pei would think of her arbitrary and consistent style when she was young. She probably also regretted it, and said plainly: "You force me to admit him into the ancestral hall genealogy, unless you give up your life." 'It really cost his mother's life.

Pei Chen didn't blame her. His mother was already seriously ill at the time, and the outcome was the same. However, the tragedy caused by a moment of anger was difficult to end, and it also left a shadow on each other.

He was rushed to the hospital in time and it was not life-threatening. He just had to stay in the hospital for observation.

The doctor asked him to sign the form.

Looking through the transparent door and window at the old lady who was filled with instruments and tubes, Pei Chen recalled carefully that she actually didn't make things difficult for him. At most, she just ignored him.

Zheng Ling was crying and crying on the side, which was annoying. Pei Chen asked her to go home and rest, and would send her some toiletries and nutritious meals tomorrow.

The head of the Pei family was away, and Zheng Ling was careless, so Pei Chen could only stay in the hospital.

Shen Zhiyu didn't leave either. There was a special resting compartment in the ward, right next to the old lady. He gave her the bed. Anyway, there was a small sofa in the ward, and Pei Chen just rested on it.

When the old lady became ill, the escort happened to be stunned and the old lady rushed her outside to squeeze juice. When she found him, she was already lying on the ground unconscious. She hurriedly called for someone to send her to the hospital. When she came to her senses, she was afraid that her employer would blame her and fire her. He held Pei Chen for a while and said.

Pei Chen sighed and sent away the escort. Gaiming had to find someone who could do things efficiently for her.

It's hard to imagine that he still has such a good time to talk.

In the middle of the night, there was only the occasional noise from the machine in the ward, and then there was no sound. Pei Chen slept on the sofa. He probably exercised too much during the day, but he was able to sleep well.

The sky was getting brighter, and a crisp sound caused a stalemate in the ward. The water rack in front of the bedside table was torn down, and the glass medicine bottle on top shattered to the ground. Splashed glass shards scattered in all directions, and the ward a mess.

There was a needle stuck in the back of the old lady's hand, and the blood flowed back without pain. Her hands were cold and cold. She opened a pair of brown and turbid eyes, breathing rapidly, and looked at Pei Chen with a look of hatred.

She seemed to have seen something terrible, or maybe had a nightmare, but she still fell into a trance when she saw Pei Chen.

Shen Zhiyu woke up from the sound of fear. Seeing Mrs. Pei's pale and sick appearance, she hurriedly rang the nursing bell.

Pei Chen's arm was bleeding, and the broken pieces from the broken glass bottle pierced his wrist. He turned on the light with cold eyes, and the ward was as bright as day.

"Get out! Who asked you to come?! Are you here to see if this bad old woman like me dies so that you can avenge your mother?"

"It's so similar, you are really carved out of the same mold as her! Especially those eyes!"

Old Mrs. Pei's pupils tightened, and many emotions of fear and hatred surged up. Her eyes were red. Seeing him standing there, he dropped the porcelain cup and kettle on the cabinet. Pei Chen saw the doctor come in, and then walked out.

Shen Zhiyu looked distressed, pretended to take the kettle and went out to fetch water, and followed in small steps, but Pei Chen wouldn't let him.

He went to the nurse station to treat the wound urgently. Fortunately, it was not deep. The head nurse was skilled and picked it clean in a few seconds. The white bandage was wrapped around the palm of his hand.

Pei Chenwu looked at the red digital clock on the top of the corridor in the ward, and the seconds were beating one by one...

After his grandma woke up, she kept yelling. She had never done this before. When she saw him before, she just didn't want to look at him again, and she tried to find faults in every possible way to set rules for him. When did she react so violently?The look in his eyes was like seeing a ghost.

He calmed down his expression and sat on the plastic chair in front of the ward door, with his legs on both sides and his elbows on top of them. He held the fire and smoked in his mouth, trembling slightly. He rubbed the shaft of the fire several times before lighting the tobacco.

He thought there must be a hidden secret in this.

How could his grandma, who had maintained her innocence all her life, wake up from a sick bed and feel guilty...

"Sir, no smoking here."