Chapter 139: Chapter 139: She Took It Away
Chapter 139: Chapter 139: She Took It Away
Bai Sheng’er had long since forgotten; after so much time had passed, who would remember a buyer from years ago? With her head lowered, she said, “I’ve forgotten, it wasn’t an online transaction; it was offline…”
“Who? Don’t recognize them? How did you contact them?”
Pei Yansi bombarded her with three questions in succession, effectively cutting off her escape routes. If it were a stranger, of course, there would be a record of contact, but if it was someone she knew, how could she possibly forget who they were?
Unless she was lying.
Bai Sheng’er’s gaze darted around, not daring to say anything, yet she still repeated the same line, “I truly forgot, it’s been too long…”
“Are you lying to me?” Pei Yansi’s voice came out coldly; he lifted his gaze towards her, and Bai Sheng’er, under his watch, felt his gaze piercing through her even though she couldn’t see his eyes.
Her heart was in turmoil, “No… I wouldn’t dare lie to you…”
“You keep saying you wouldn’t dare to lie to me, yet every single sentence is a lie. I’m running out of patience. I’m giving you one last chance, if you don’t tell me the truth…”
“I really don’t know…”
Bai Sheng’er stuck to her initial statement, which completely enraged Pei Yansi. He stood up and strode towards her.
She was not only deceiving herself, but now she was even interrupting what he was saying.
Bai Sheng’er’s entire field of vision was darkness; she could see nothing, only hear the sound of his footsteps suddenly approaching.
Instinctively, she stepped back, trying to avoid Pei Yansi, as if that would bring her more of a sense of security.
But before she could fully back away, she felt someone fiercely grab her throat, snatching her breath away in an instant.
It was Pei Yansi’s palm firmly choking her neck, his voice arriving coldly at her ear: “If you say you don’t know again, your end will be very grim. Weren’t you once by my side? Do you really not remember what kind of temper I have?”
Bai Sheng’er, being choked , couldn’t breathe, her face turning red as she struggled. He had rarely ever been this harsh with her before. Tears welled up in her eyes; because she could not see Pei Yansi’s expression, her current fear was magnified all the more.
“It was… It was Shen Heyu…”
“She bought it from me…”
Pei Yansi was stunned.
So, it was she who had bought it? Then she must have known beforehand that he had given full discretion over the shirt to Bai Sheng’er.
No wonder she was so upset.
As if he had discovered some earth-shattering news, Pei Yansi wondered, now that she had bought it, how would she deal with it?
He felt Bai Sheng’er’s breathing weaken under his grasp, her eyes foggy with tears, and finally, he released his hand.
Bai Sheng’er gasped for air as soon as she was freed; with Pei Yansi’s withdrawal, she reached out to grasp at something, but caught nothing.
Blind, she extended her hand, fumbling aimlessly in the air, “Brother Yansi…”
“Shut up.” Pei Yansi looked coldly at her, now feeling it was very likely that Shen Fanshuang was the one who had deceived him all along.
After all, Shen Heyu had always been falsely resilient. He had doubted how she could have changed so much; it turns out it wasn’t even her.
He had mistaken the person.
It was Shen Fanshuang who had deceived him. Now, seeing a face similar to hers, he couldn’t muster any affection in his heart.
He turned and left, locking the door behind him just like before, leaving her here to fend for herself.
Pei Yansi left the residential area, sat in his car, and lit a cigarette, in no hurry to go back.
He was thinking about how he would face Shen Heyu, how to ask about that shirt. The misunderstandings were too many and too deep, and now he actually felt a bit afraid.
This feeling was truly long-lost, but because it was long-lost, it was also the most real. He truly knew why he was afraid and what exactly it was that troubled him.
He smoked many cigarettes in a row, and finally, after stamping out the last cigarette butt, he started his car and left.
He opened the car window halfway, letting the smell of smoke disperse, but the journey was short. By the time he arrived back at the house, the scent of smoke still clung to him.
He headed straight for the marital room he shared with Shen Heyu.
Shen Heyu had just finished showering and had expected that he wouldn’t come back tonight, at least not so early. When she came out, she was only wrapped in a towel, wearing nothing underneath.
She was startled to see him appear in the room, “Why did you come?”
From the sound of it, she didn’t want him to come over.
He took two steps forward, wanting to get closer to her.
But Shen Heyu, as if seeing a fierce beast, kept dodging and ended up sitting on the sofa on the other side.
Pei Yansi’s brow furrowed even tighter as he saw that she was indeed too resistant to him; he stood still and didn’t continue forward.
He scrutinized her pretty face, freshly bathed, perhaps because of the steam from the hot water, her eyes and face were slightly flushed, and her hair, as if just blown dry, still had a few droplets at the tips.
The towel didn’t cover much, her delicate collarbone was exposed, looking very attractive.
He felt a heat in his lower abdomen.
She was always , without any need for skill, she could stir up all the lust in his heart.
“Do you have the shirt?” he asked first.
“Do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know? The shirt with the fish design, did you buy it from Bai Sheng’er?”
Shen Heyu was taken aback, unsure why he suddenly brought up this matter. She did buy the shirt from Bai Sheng’er before, and for a hefty price.
She had been upset for a long time when she knew that Pei Yansi had let Bai Sheng’er dispose of it, but now, she didn’t even know where the shirt was.
She had chosen to forget many things a long time ago.
“I bought it, but I’ve lost it long ago. I left it abroad when I came back to the country,” she said casually and with conviction in her eyes, sounding like she wasn’t lying.
“Give me a location, and I’ll send someone to pick it up,” he said.
Shen Heyu looked at him strangely. “What exactly are you trying to do? Go find some old shirt that means nothing to you, what’s the point?”
“It’s not just an old shirt,” Pei Yan Si looked at her seriously, meeting her puzzled gaze, his voice very low, “It’s important now.”
He truly regretted not remembering every detail of that shirt now, only vaguely remembering the color.
Shen Heyu said, not seeming to mind at all, took out her phone, and sent him her address abroad.
She thought he was just speaking off the cuff, but didn’t expect he would actually contact Zhao Jin to retrieve the item.