Chapter 90 Completely Wrong

Lin Xiyin went to school early in the morning and brought breakfast for Wu Xinyue.

While eating, Wu Xinyue said, "Sister, your husband is really amazing! He looks so rich! What does he do for a living? He must be very good at making money!"

Lin Xiyin didn't want to talk about this: "It's alright, I'm earning enough money. By the way, do you have any clues about that data from this morning?"

Wu Xinyue's attention was immediately diverted.

Lin Xiyin returned to her normal work.

Pei Muye, however, had no interest in doing anything.

He didn't sleep a wink last night. After buying things and parting ways with Lu Zuofan, he went home and upstairs, where he watched Lin Xiyin for a while by the bed.

After that, I went downstairs and sat on the sofa all night.

That night, his mind was like a sophisticated and complex instrument, clearly replaying all the interactions between the two of them.

At that moment, he hated himself immensely for having such a good memory.

He meticulously reviewed everything, remembering clearly every single detail, every moment, what Lin Xiyin said, and the expression on her face.

He didn't realize it when he was experiencing those things firsthand, but now, looking back, he feels like an observer who witnessed Lin Xiyin's embarrassment, pain, and heartbreak.

He is not a good husband.

Forget about favoritism; you can't see the word "love" in him at all, not even in her presence.

He remembered a phrase, but couldn't recall who had said it to him.

She wanted him to shield her from the wind and rain, but in the end, he was the one who brought all the storms.

Pei Muye recalled those past events in his mind, as if torturing himself, looking at his past with Lin Xiyin again and again.

The words he spoke to Lin Xiyin when they were alone were cold and harsh. He clearly didn't want to be like that, but for some reason, he was bewitched and ended up saying the most heartless things.

Every time Lin Xiyin and Ming Qingwan had a disagreement, he always sided with Ming Qingwan.

Is this what it means to like someone?

Calling them enemies is more like the way to describe them.

He never wanted others to know his true feelings.

Even his closest friends thought he liked either Qu Lianyi or Ming Qingwan.

What would Lin Xiyin be thinking?

The answer is obvious.

Pei Muye is now filled with regret, although he still doesn't know how to properly treat someone he likes.

But it's definitely not like he was before.

He was wrong, terribly wrong.

He remembered Lin Xiyin's words, hesitated for a few seconds, and then dialed a number.

The call was answered quickly; it was his familiar, gentle, and cheerful voice.

"Brother Makino!"

Pei Muye hummed in agreement and asked her, "Qingwan, have you...?"

He started to say something, but then didn't know how to continue.

What's the question?

Did Ming Qingwan swagger in front of Lin Xiyin?

Did Ming Qingwan deliberately distort their relationship in front of Lin Xiyin?

In his heart, because of the old man, he always treated Ming Qingwan like a younger sister.

This was also one of the conditions he set for getting the old man to agree to his marriage back then.

Originally, the old man wanted him to marry Ming Qingwan.

Because Ming Qingwan saved the old man's life.

That year, the old man went for a walk alone and suffered from hypoglycemia. If Ming Qingwan hadn't happened to pass by and given him a piece of candy, he might have died on the spot.

So the old man treated her very well.

But Pei Muye wanted to marry Lin Xiyin.

The old man naturally couldn't persuade him otherwise, and in the end he could only make him agree to treat Ming Qingwan as his own sister and take good care of her no matter what.

Pei Muye married the woman he loved, so she naturally agreed to his request without hesitation.

He indeed kept his word and always paid attention to Ming Qingwan.

But I never expected that this would cause such a misunderstanding.

"Brother Makino, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Pei Muye remained silent, Ming Qingwan asked a question.

Pei Muyi pursed his thin lips and said, "It's nothing, I'm hanging up."

He held his phone and looked at the gifts scattered all over the living room floor.

Lin Xiyin is not rare.

What should he do then?

Pei Muye was in a dilemma.

His phone rang, and when he looked down, he saw it was Lu Zuofan calling.

"How did it go?" Lu Zuofan asked as soon as the call connected. "Was she moved to tears, and did you two get back together?"

Pei Muye remained silent.

Lu Zuofan then asked, "How about it? Was my idea good? I told you, no woman can refuse so many gifts."

“It’s no use,” Pei Muye said. “She didn’t even look at it.”

"Ah, that's impossible!" Lu Zuofan was stunned: "You didn't even look?"

Pei Muye pinched the bridge of his nose: "Is there any other way?"

"This..." Lu Zuofan hesitated, "Why is Lin Xiyin like this? Isn't she a woman?"

Lu Zuofan thought for a moment and asked, "Did you say something wrong? My method can't possibly fail; it must be that you didn't do it well."

How should I say it?

“This…” Lu Zuofan swore, “Do I have to teach you word by word? Here’s what I’ll do: I’ll bring my girlfriend, let’s meet her, and you can see how we get to know each other.”

"it works?"

"Let me tell you, women all fall for this. You're just too aloof; not many women like that."

Send me your location.

"Sure, let's have lunch together, I'll show you what I'm made of."

At lunchtime, Lin Xiyin and Wu Xinyue went to the school cafeteria.

School starts in a few days, and one of the cafeterias has opened, but it only sells stir-fries, not large-pot dishes.

Wu Xinyue was holding Lin Xiyin's arm as the two discussed what to eat.

Li Xingzhi followed silently and stood to Lin Xiyin's right.

Wu Xinyue looked over and asked, "Li Xingzhi, are you coming to eat with us?"

Li Xingzhi hummed in agreement.

"Don't you not eat in the cafeteria?" Wu Xinyue asked, puzzled.

Li Xingzhi glanced to the side somewhat awkwardly: "You can try it occasionally."

Lin Xiyin smiled and said, "Let's eat together, it's on me."

She considered herself a year or two older than them, and since they called her "older sister," how could she let her younger siblings pay for her?

“I have a card,” Li Xingzhi said. “I’ll treat.”

Wu Xinyue was truly stunned this time: "Master, I've heard that you never eat in the cafeteria, and now you've even got a membership card?"

Li Xingzhi has always been a loner and is very capable; they all call him "God" in private.

Today, Wu Xinyue accidentally blurted it out.

"What kind of expert?" Li Xingzhi was unusually embarrassed: "My sister is the most amazing."

"You're all amazing!" Wu Xinyue said. "In front of you, I'm just an ordinary person. Alas, I can't compare."

Lin Xiyin actually felt a little uncomfortable during the meal.

I don't know if it was because I kicked off the blanket in the middle of the night last night or what, but my head felt a little dizzy this morning.

Sure enough, I didn't have a good appetite for lunch as before.

After lunch, she and Wu Xinyue returned to their dormitory, lay down, and fell asleep immediately.

She didn't know how much time had passed when she heard someone calling her.

"Sister? Sister? It's time, get up!"

Lin Xiyin felt her eyelids were too heavy to open.

She said, "I'm not feeling well, this afternoon... could you please ask for a day off for me?"

"Sister, what's wrong?" Wu Xinyue quickly reached out and touched her forehead. "Do you have a cold?"

"I'm a little tired, I'll be fine after a little more sleep." Lin Xiyin said without even opening her eyes, "Don't worry."

"Go to sleep then, and remember to call me if anything happens!"

Lin Xiyin didn't even know when Wu Xinyue left; she fell asleep again almost instantly.

When Wu Xinyue finished her work, she exclaimed in surprise, checked her phone, and found no messages. She quickly packed her things and hurried back to her dormitory.

She entered the room and found Lin Xiyin still lying in bed.

However, upon closer inspection, she noticed that Lin Xiyin's complexion was abnormal. She raised her hand to touch it and exclaimed in surprise.

It's so hot!

Lin Xiyin has a fever.

Wu Xinyue called her several times, but there was no response.

Wu Xinyue was quite frightened and frantically grabbed her phone, but for a moment she didn't know who to call.

She wanted to contact Lin Xiyin's husband, but didn't know how to contact him.

Let's just call 120. I'm really worried about Lin Xiyin.

She had just taken her phone out when she heard it ring.

It's not hers, it belongs to Lin Xiyin.

Wu Xinyue quickly answered.

"Ruan Ruan?"

The man's voice was deep and magnetic, and very pleasant to listen to.

Wu Xinyue immediately recognized the voice as that of Lin Xiyin's husband.

It's a bit strange, there were no notes on my phone just now.

"Is he my brother-in-law?" Wu Xinyue asked.

Pei Muyi paused for a moment before saying, "It's me. Where's Lin Xiyin?"

“She has a fever…” Wu Xinyue said anxiously, “I don’t know what to do.”

Where are you? I'm coming right away!

Pei Muyi arrived quickly. Wu Xinyue told him the exact location of the dormitory building, and he drove his car directly downstairs.

Wu Xinyue saw him from upstairs and waved to him: "Brother-in-law, over here!"

Pei Muye quickly went upstairs. When Wu Xinyue opened the door for him, he was slightly out of breath, clearly having rushed up in a hurry.

"She said she wasn't feeling well at noon and wanted to keep sleeping. I checked her temperature and she didn't have a fever. But when I came back after finishing my work, I couldn't wake her up..."

Pei Muye strode to the bedside, first raising his hand to touch her forehead, which was burning hot.

He picked her up and carried her straight out, glancing at Wu Xinyue: "I'm taking her to the hospital, thank you."

It's a 30-minute drive to her school, but Pei Muye sped all the way there, taking only a dozen minutes.

At that moment, all he could think about was Lin Xiyin; he couldn't care about anything else.

Now she lay unconscious in his arms, and Pei Muye was filled with panic and unease.

However, he didn't dare to drive that fast on the way to the hospital.

Because Lin Xiyin was in the car.

Upon arriving at the hospital, the doctor first conducted a physical examination, and then drew blood for tests. Seeing Pei Muyi's anxious expression, he said, "Don't worry, it should just be a common cold. You'll be fine once the fever subsides."

Pei Muyi couldn't help but remind her again: "She's pregnant, so the medication must be taken safely."

The doctor said, "Try to lower her fever with physical methods first, and avoid using medication if possible."

After everyone left, Pei Muye took a towel soaked in cold water, folded it up, and placed it on her forehead.

Then I picked up another piece, wet it, and used it to wipe her neck and armpits, where major arteries pulsate.

Pei Muye kept glancing at her, his heart filled with anxiety.

Lin Xiyin's cheeks were flushed red from the fever, her eyelashes trembled, and she let out a comfortable sigh as her skin touched the damp, cold towel.

Pei Muyi was focused on Lin Xiyin until he stood up and realized that his pants were very tight.