When they met again, the boss' eyes turned red, kissed her and said sweet words to her

The tall black figure did not pause or react at all, and continued to limp but steadily walk down the mountain.

It was evening, and the sky was filled with orange and red clouds as the sun set.

Amidst the snow-capped mountains and lush green woods, Ye Qingrou stared at his broad shoulders, which became increasingly blurry and her eyes became sore.

"I heard there was an accident here. Are you okay?" Ina ran down panting.

Ye Qingrou shook her head gently, "Let's go."

Maybe she was overthinking it.

That man was so patient, gentle, and good-tempered. He was not like that. He was so impatient, bad-tempered, and cold.

She remembered that there was a time when Pei Muchuan liked to fly abroad to watch horse racing, so she asked her equestrian coach to come to her home, wanting to learn horse riding. She wanted to experience his fun, as if this would bring her closer to him.

Once, Pei Muchuan caught her riding the same horse with her, and the equestrian coach was instructing her how to reel in the reins and clamp the horse's belly.

Pei Muchuan's face was grim and his words were full of sarcasm, so much so that the coach was scared away on the spot.

She didn't know how he got shot, and she came home to vent her anger. She stared at him with red eyes, then got off the horse silently and wanted to go back to her room.

I took a few steps but was pulled back by him.

Pei Muchuan carried her onto the horse, climbed on it swiftly, and said that he could reluctantly teach her.

She was new to riding and had no skills at all. She got scared when the horse ran fast and cried out in fear in his arms.

His handsome, sharp features showed impatience, and he said to her, "You're so stupid!"

"How dare you ride a horse if you are so timid."

"You should go home and arrange your flowers!"

Her face turned red when he said that, and her stubborn nature was aroused, and she insisted on learning how to ride a horse.

Pei Muchuan was not a good coach. He had a cold face and cursed at her for the whole afternoon before he reluctantly taught her how to ride a horse.

She occasionally had a bad temper, and that night she "burned the bridge after crossing it" and "killed the donkey after it had done its work". She locked the door of the master bedroom and did not let him go in to sleep.

Pei Muchuan had a bad temper. He didn't know how to coax her or say soft words to her. He just went to the company and slept for a week.

A few days later, it happened to be her birthday, and she unexpectedly received a big gift from him.

A silver-white Arabian horse.

He went abroad in person and bought it at a sky-high price.

On a cool, flower-scented night at Pei's residence, he carried her onto the horse, and sat tall and securely behind her. She snuggled in his arms, secretly hiding her sweetness.

The two of them rode the horse for a few laps.

Pei Muchuan still didn't say anything softly, he just said that he was used to his bed and wanted to go back to the master bedroom to sleep.

She remained silent and ignored him, so he pressed her down on the horse's back, bit her lips, and kissed her with all his might, making her relax in the suffocating feeling and allow him to do whatever he wanted...

That summer night made people blush and their hearts beat fast.

Those memories are still as clear as if they were imprinted in my mind.

The confusion at that time has now surfaced like clues...

For example, the equestrian coach was a good-looking young man, and he was jealous and throwing a tantrum at the time.

For example, he didn't recognize the bed at all, he just wanted to go back to the bedroom and hug her to sleep together...

Ye Qingrou looked back again.

The figure has disappeared.

Her heart felt heavy, and she took out her cell phone and made a call: "Sister Zhang, please help me go to the temple to see if Pei Muchuan is there..."

In the car on the return trip.

Pei Muchuan took off his goggles and threw them on the ground, then rolled up his wide trouser legs. The area above his right calf and knee where he had been hit by the snowmobile was bruised and swollen, looking scary.

Butler Li took a deep breath and said, "We need to go to the hospital immediately."

"Why go to the hospital? Just apply some medicinal wine." Pei Muchuan said expressionlessly.

Butler Li sighed and had to take the medicinal wine and help him apply it slowly.

"Just now, I heard the lady calling your name!"

Pei Muchuan turned his head to look at the rapidly changing scenery outside the car window. His dark eyes were bottomless. He sighed and said in a hoarse voice, "She misses me too."

"But she doesn't want to see me even more. It's so hard for her to have a new beginning."

Butler Li slapped his thigh and said, "Did the lady recognize you?"

Pei Muchuan said solemnly: "I won't let her know it's me."

Drive the car back to the garage.

Butler Li opened the car door, and Pei Muchuan limped onto the ground with one foot. After taking a few steps, he suddenly fell straight to the ground and fainted.

Butler Li was stunned and rushed forward in fear. When he stretched out his hand, he found that his forehead was terribly hot.

Last night I was exposed to cold wind all night long downstairs, caught a cold and couldn't sleep, then went skiing and got hit by a car... Even the strongest person can't stand this!

The next day, Ye Qingrou received a call from Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang said, "The scumbag is in the temple."

She went to the temple, asked the people there, and even secretly went to the meditation room where Pei Muchuan lived. She saw Pei Muchuan's back. He was facing the wall, as if he was chanting something.

"Even though he's a scumbag, he still has some conscience and knows how to reflect on his mistakes." Aunt Zhang said.

It seems that she had indeed recognized the wrong person, that person was not him.

Ye Qingrou hung up the phone, unable to describe her feelings, staring out the window in a daze.

A few days later, on the anniversary of her father's death, Ye Qingrou flew back to China to visit his grave.

The area in front of the tombstone was very clean, with a large bunch of fresh white chrysanthemums placed neatly.

Ye Qingrou was stunned and called Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng told her that he was still on his way back from another place and that he was not the one who placed the bouquet of flowers.

Who could that be?

Ye Qingrou stared at the dewdrops on the slender petals of the white chrysanthemum, pursed her lips, and ripples appeared in her heart.

***

recently.

Pei Muchuan went back to China to visit the graves, and after coming back he seldom went out. He always sat on the rattan chair on the balcony, expressionless, looking at the big square downstairs without saying a word.

First, my foot is injured and it's inconvenient, and second...

Butler Li thought about it and it seemed that he had gone to Vance's gallery in person that day, and their President Pei acted strangely after he came back.

In Vance's gallery hangs a beautiful landscape painting.

Pei Muchuan recognized the signature of the ghostly painted characters at a glance: Qingrou.

"She painted for him..."

Pei Muchuan stared at the painting in silence for a long time. His handsome and sharp face turned from gloomy to dim, and his broad shoulders drooped.

What could he interfere with? That was her freedom.

Butler Li glanced at Pei Muchuan, who was as silent as a statue on the balcony.

We have been used to seeing Pei Donglong's vigorous and powerful appearance for so many years, but now he looks so sick and weak... It's really heartbreaking to see him.

Isn’t it just painting? Butler Li had an idea.

the next day.

Butler Li brought someone home.

"Hello, my name is Ina." Ina stretched out her hand towards Pei Muchuan with a bright smile.