"..." Pei Tingwen lifted his eyes, and his attitude slowed down, "I see, sister, don't scold me anymore, tell Lin'er to eat more, he must not be full."

  Hearing this, Qi Lin quickly cooperated, "Yeah, I'm not full, I'll take a few more bites."

   After finishing speaking, he sat back at the table.

  With such cooperation, there is no chance for Pei Guanlan to continue to attack.

  She choked and remained silent.

   After a while, she changed the subject.

   "By the way, the third prince visited Yun's family recently and brought a lot of things with him."

  Pei Tingwen, who was originally indifferent, suddenly stopped chopsticks in mid-air.

   Eyelids drooped, eyes half covered.

   The chopsticks that paused quickly returned to normal.

   "Is he going to see Yun Linfeng, or his second daughter?"

  Pei Guanlan glanced at him, wondering how he could ask such an obvious question.

   "Is there any need to ask? Of course he is going to meet his new fiancée, and bring a cart of gifts. If it's not for the second girl, who else?"

   "..." With a cold face, Pei Tingwen, who was always calm and casual, didn't make a sound.

   Quietly finished the last bite of rice in the bowl, and then put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"I'm stuffed."

   "Huh? So fast?"

  He hummed and stood up, "I still have a case to deal with later, so I'll leave first, sister, take your time."

  Pei Guanlan watched him turn and leave, keenly feeling something was wrong.

   How do you feel about him...

  Looking at his behavior, Pei Guanlan always felt a little weird in her heart, and wanted to express it, but she didn't know how to express it.

   It seems that I am thinking too much.

  Pei Guanlan's doubts gradually arose.

  …

  …

  …

   At night time.

   The light rain began to fall gradually.

  The icy rain dispelled the heat during the day, causing the temperature at night to drop suddenly.

  It's chilly, bringing a particularly wet and sticky wind, whistling, even if you hide under the eaves and stand by the window blowing, you can still feel its dampness.

  As the night deepened, Caiyun withdrew from the room covering the washbasin.

  The door was closed, and Yun Si was the only one left in the room.

  She was barefoot, half covered with a quilt, lying on the pillow, reading a storybook.

  The rain outside the window is pattering, the lights inside the house are warm and bright, the temperature is suitable, and it is quiet. It is a good time to read a book.

  She was lying on the edge of the book, looking at it, when suddenly, there was a "click-".

  The half-closed window was hit by something.

  The wooden bars supporting the window suddenly fell, and the window closed with a creaking and shaking sound.

  The person who was reading a book on the bed suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound from a distance.

  The tip of his nose moved, as if he sensed something.

  She was stunned for a moment, after all, it was night, and it was in the dead of night, how could he—

  She pushed herself up and sat up.

  Getting out of bed and walking to the window, she first looked at the door to make sure Caiyun was gone and not there, so she slowly opened the window and looked out tentatively.

  It was raining outside the window, it was dark, and the vision was not very good.

  She pushed open the window and leaned out a little, to smell the familiar breath in the air.

  It’s too late to say it, it’s too soon—

  A large hand with the chill of the night covered her.

  Appeared like a ghost, silently, like a horror story.

   Covered her mouth and nose for a second, but soon, the big hand lowered a little, covering her mouth only, so that she could breathe.

   "Shh...be quiet, it's me."

  In the dark night, the voice of panting hot air was close to her ear.