"The expression you have now is uglier than crying. What's the matter? Aren't you very sharp-tongued? When you see them, you become clumsy-tongued?"
The corners of his lips curved slightly, and his voice was neither salty nor light, but there was a faint hint of cold mockery.
Gu Qingyuan received his cynicism towards her, and she didn't understand the meaning of what he did.
At the same time, he became more and more certain that Pei Jinting was seeing her joke.
When they were young, they would often meet in the palace, and whenever they met Gu Qingyuan, they would be teased by Pei Jinting.
Later, as she got older and men and women became more wary, she followed Lu Wenze around more often.
He is rarely seen.
But every time they meet, the relationship between the two is tense.
Gu Qingyuan was not in the mood to deal with Pei Jinting at the moment, but she did not want to break the covenant they had just made.
She pursed her lips and slowly looked at Pei Jinting,
"I didn't expect Mr. Pei to go to such great lengths just to see my joke."
Pei Jinting turned his face away, looking at the bead-like rain curtain outside the corridor, and spoke in a very light tone,
"Tomorrow, I will give you the layout of the yard. If you don't like it, circle it and have it changed to the style you like."
Gu Qingyuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Why, why did you show me that thing..."
Pei Jinting stared into her clear eyes, remained silent for a few moments, leaned forward, and spoke with a hoarse voice.
"That way it can show that my heart is with you. Otherwise, why would I rather be scorned by everyone and commit the act of kidnapping my bride..."
He came too close, and the sharp woody agarwood on the man's body came leisurely. For a moment, Gu Qingyuan felt that her heartbeat had skipped a beat.
If you lower yourself a little lower, he can kiss you.
She didn't want the situation in the house to happen again.
Although she promised to fulfill her responsibilities as a wife in order to get Pei Jinting to agree to cooperate with the groom-changing plan...
but not now.
What's more, Lu Wenze and Gu Yunniang may come over at any time.
In just a short moment, many thoughts flashed through her mind.
The kiss she was worried about didn't happen.
Pei Jinting stretched out his slender fingers with distinct joints and tapped her forehead gently.
Gu Qingyuan covered her forehead and looked at the nasty man opposite her with wide eyes and annoyance.
Originally, she was thinking that he was thoughtful, even thinking of small details that she didn't pay attention to.
Pei Jinting's next words made Gu Qingyuan realize that he was really evil.
I just heard him drawl and laugh muffledly,
"Gu Yuanyuan, you looked like a plucked quail just when you came out of the house. You are extremely ugly."
"I don't want an ugly woman to sleep with me and carry on the family line..."
Gu Qingyuan covered her forehead with her hands, ignoring his arrogance, and her originally disturbed heart calmed down.
"That's really wronging Mr. Pei. A gentleman will have to face an ugly quail like me every day in the future."
These words seemed to be provocative and full of resentment, which made Pei Jinting stunned for a moment.
He laughed very softly and said, "I'll wait and see."
Gu Qingyuan nodded slowly, turned and left.
She was very tired, and every part of her body felt tired.
She had fantasized about her life after marrying Lu Wenze countless times.
She longs for a complete home.
She just didn't expect that the man she had been looking forward to joining hands with for many years would be so absurd and unbearable.
With eyes slightly astringent, Gu Qingyuan breathed a long sigh of relief, silently straightened her back and walked forward slowly.
Returning to the house, she dismissed the attendants and lay on the couch, staring at the lights in the house.
If you want to retaliate against Lu Wenze's absurdity, you will definitely not be able to put all your hopes on Pei Jinting.
The stepmother is the head of the family. Although she has no children, she does not make decisions for her.
Her father was guarding the border and could not even return to Beijing to attend her evening ceremony, and the letter could not explain everything clearly.
Writing a letter rashly will only make my father worried and will not help anything else.
She blinked and felt the lamp shaking in a daze, then the tent, the room...
She quickly turned over and climbed up, not having time to put on her shoes. The tables and cabinets in the room shook and fell to the ground, making a loud and ear-piercing noise and kicking up choking dust.