Back in the office, Pei Yansi carried Shen Heyu into the separate rest room.
Not much filled the rest room, but it had enough for everyday rest and living. During the six years that Shen Heyu was gone, Pei Yansi would stay here whenever he didn't go home.
Thus, the room held many of his personal items, but they were all very simple.
He placed Shen Heyu on the bed, pulled the comforter up over her, and then reached out to touch her face, "Cold? Do you feel any better now?"
When he was holding her earlier, he could distinctly feel the coldness of her body.
Originally, he had asked Zhao Jin to follow, but at the time, Shen Jiangli's emotions were too agitated, and Zhao Jin did not dare to act on his own, fearing it would enrage him and result in irreparable actions.
It was a matter of waiting for the right opportunity to catch Shen Jiangli and rescue her.
"It's okay," Shen Heyu responded with difficulty to Pei Yansi's blatant care and proximity as she dodged his gaze.
