Chapter 102: Know what is good and know what is bad.

They stayed on the set until it was almost dark before they finished work. Pei Yu was still there, playing jigsaw puzzles with Duan Jiaze with an expressionless face. Every time the child was about to finish the puzzle, he would inadvertently mess up a corner. Duan Jiaze was completely unaware and would put the puzzle together again and again. It would take him two hours to complete a small puzzle.

Pei Yu first saw Shen Zhiyi and asked, "Are you done with work?"

The child looked over and babbled, his pronunciation not quite standard, "Searching for workers?"

The big and the small do look somewhat similar. Shen Zhiyi inexplicably felt that this scene was very familiar. She stretched out her hand and smiled lightly, "Well, let's go home."

Almost without thinking, Pei Yu put his hand on hers and held it.

Shen Zhiyi was startled for a moment, then raised her eyes. Pei Yu looked at her intently. His eyebrows and eyes were well-shaped, and his gaze often gave people the illusion of deep affection. She looked away, took her hand back, and handed it to Duan Jiaze again. This time the child reacted and happily held her hand, "Hello, Zhizhi!"

He turned around to pick up the puzzle he had been working on for the whole afternoon, but the pieces on the table had been scattered all over the place without him noticing. He pouted and felt like crying.

He was about to open his mouth, but he suddenly met Pei Yu's gaze, who was looking at him expressionlessly. Duan Jiaze was so scared that he couldn't cry anymore.

Shen Zhiyi put the puzzle pieces back into their original boxes and coaxed him, "It's okay, I'll help you with it later."

After knowing that the child could understand basic English, she occasionally communicated with him in English, and the communication became much smoother.

Duan Jiaze nodded happily, holding her tightly and expressing his love for her with his limited vocabulary, "Zhizhi is good! The best!"

Watching the kid speaking sweet nothings coldly, Pei Yu chuckled expressionlessly. He felt itchy and regretted keeping the brat.

"I want to take him home," Shen Zhiyi said, not intending to keep him, "You should go back too."

Pei Yu sat still and asked, "Where should I go back to?"

"Go back to Hua Ting," Shen Zhiyi heard the hidden meaning in his words, but pretended not to understand, "Go back to wherever you want."

She held Duan Jiaze's hand with one hand and held something with the other. There was no room for her. To be more precise, there was no room for Pei Yu.

The corners of his lips were stretched into a straight line, and sour and irritable emotions collided in his chest. The worse his mood was, the calmer and gentler Pei Yu appeared. Unlike Meng Qiming's gentleness, his gentleness was a mask used to maintain his image in Shen Zhiyi's eyes.

Although the image is bad enough.

He said in a low voice, "Can't I come to your place?"

Shen Zhiyi shook his head, his attitude firm, "No, Pei Yu."

The tone was quite harsh, leaving absolutely no room for negotiation.

She could still maintain outward politeness and distance towards Meng Qiming, but she couldn't do that towards Pei Yu. It seemed that his every word and every move could affect her emotions. Shen Zhiyi tried her best to hide this and didn't want to give Pei Yu the chance to break into her heart again.

She said it so firmly that Pei Yu naturally had no way of pushing it any further. He stood up, took his coat, looked at Shen Zhiyi for a while, and gently touched her wrist. Fearing that she would be angry, he separated from her immediately.

It seemed as if he had a thousand words to say in the few seconds of silence, but in the end all he uttered was a whisper, low and soft.

"Zhizhi is bad."

Her drooped eyelashes trembled, and Shen Zhiyi unconsciously tightened the hand holding Duan Jiaze.

Pei Yu walked away without further ado.

Duan Jiaze didn't understand the undercurrents between the adults, but he heard Pei Yu's whisper, "Why did uncle say Zhizhi was bad?"

He asked curiously, shaking the hand held by Shen Zhiyi, "Is Zhizhi very mean to uncle?"

The child had innocent eyes and his understanding of "good" and "bad" was simple. He could not comprehend what had happened between Pei Yu and Shen Zhiyi. In his opinion, perhaps Shen Zhiyi's "badness" to Pei Yu was the same as his mother's not allowing him to eat snacks.

Pulling up the shoulder straps of his overalls that had slipped off, Shen Zhiyi said "hmm" softly.

"I was very mean to him."

"It's not Zhizhi's fault," Duan Jiaze said seriously, "My uncle is even worse."

Yes, he felt that Pei Yu was worse anyway. Shen Zhiyi smiled and couldn't help but agree with him, "Well, your uncle is really bad."

She saw him secretly tearing apart the children's puzzle, which was childish and mean.

Duan Jiaze is very easy to take care of and he never cries because he misses his parents, but before going to bed he suddenly asked Shen Zhiyi a question in confusion.

"Why don't you sleep with your uncle?"

Shen Zhiyi suspected that she had misheard, or that the child was not good at Chinese and said it wrong, "I don't live with your uncle."

"why?"

Duan Jiaze couldn't understand and said in confusion, "He's already back, why don't we sleep together?"

Feeling something was wrong, Shen Zhiyi became serious, "Why do you think we should sleep together?"

The child said as a matter of course, "You are my aunt, and my uncle should sleep with me, just like my dad and mom."

He emphasized, “It’s the same.”

Shen Zhiyi: "...Pei Yu taught you to say that?"

"Yes," Duan Jiaze sold out his uncle without any scruples, "You are my aunt, my uncle said so."

This is really ridiculous. How can you instill this kind of cognition into a child? Shen Zhiyi tried to explain to him, "I am not."

"Not my aunt?"

Duan Jiaze was stunned and tilted his head, as if he understood something, "My uncle lied to me?"

Not wanting Pei Yu to look like a liar in the eyes of the child, and also thinking that this matter was not as simple as lying or not, Shen Zhiyi hesitated for a while, then held Duan Jiaze in front of her, "I'm not lying to you, it's just that uncle was wrong."

"I don't understand," Duan Jiaze suddenly grabbed Shen Zhiyi's fingers, his little head spinning rapidly, "If she's not my aunt, then I can—"

He couldn't think of how to say it in Chinese, and after trying for a long time he managed to say, "Marry me?"

Shen Zhiyi: "..."

She was amused, "No, you can't."

"why?"

Duan Jiaze spoke this sentence in Chinese very fluently. He even understood without any instruction that making comparisons is a good way to highlight himself. "I am better than my uncle."

Afraid that Shen Zhiyi wouldn't believe him, he nodded vigorously, "Really!"

Shen Zhiyi smiled and shook his head, "That's not possible either."

"Why?"

Duan Jiaze was so sad that he insisted on getting an answer from Shen Zhiyi.

After thinking for a while, Shen Zhiyi said, "Your uncle won't agree."

Duan Jiaze thought differently, "He will agree. He will buy me whatever I want."

He felt that it was the same principle.

"Really?" Shen Zhiyi suppressed a smile, "Then you can ask him."

No wonder Pei Yu always likes to play pranks, it is really fun to tease children.

(End of this chapter)