Chapter 267 New Year's Eve

Wei Family Manor.

Pei Jingchuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, where snowflakes were falling, as if trying to turn the whole world white.

He was wearing dark gray loungewear, a cigarette between his fingers. He barely smoked it, whether he forgot or never intended to smoke it, until the cigarette burned out and the burning sensation brought him back to his senses.

He reached out, and the servant handed him an ashtray. Pei Jingchuan stubbed out his cigarette, the coldness in his eyes even colder than the snow falling outside the window.

With a furrowed brow, he smashed his phone against the wall, shattering it into pieces.

The servants were used to his unpredictable temper, but everyone still preferred Wei Chizheng. Although he was aloof and difficult to approach, at least he wasn't moody or violent.

At this moment, the maid spoke up, "Young master, Miss Jian is waiting for you downstairs."

Pei Jingchuan took a deep breath and turned around. "Where's the old man?"

The maid said, "It seems they went to Hong Kong."

Enraged, Pei Jingchuan smirked, "The old man is quite impatient. It seems that a grandson can never compare to a son."

The maid didn't dare to speak and kept her head down the whole time.

After a while, Wei Chizheng finally stepped downstairs.

Jian Yao had been waiting for a while when she saw Wei Chizheng come downstairs. She hurriedly went over to him and said, "A-Jing, I heard that the old man is not in the capital. Can I come and spend the New Year with you?"

Wei Huaibo doesn't acknowledge Jian Yao, and he can't control her if she's raised outside, but don't even think about bringing her back to be an eyesore.

Jian Yao only remembered to look for Pei Jingchuan because the old man wasn't here. She wanted to take this opportunity to move in and become the mistress of the Wei family.

They have suffered so much and endured so much pain.

Of course, she wanted to get something in return.

Upon hearing this, Pei Jingchuan sneered, "Even you know that the old man is not in the capital. Ha, how interesting."

The Wei family began to decline under his leadership, and Old Master Wei had grown dissatisfied with him. Now that everyone knew that Wei Chizheng was still alive, his high-profile return made Old Master Wei likely consider getting rid of him.

Thinking of this, Pei Jingchuan's eyes grew even colder, a gloomy light flashing across them as he slowly looked out the window.

Jian Yao wrapped her arms around his waist from behind and said tenderly, "A-Jing, I just want to be with you. I can't bear to see you alone on such a joyous day."

Pei Jingchuan stood still, looking at the red lanterns hanging high in the courtyard, and for a moment he thought of Xie Nanzhi.

Three years into her marriage, although she was blind, she always had her nanny help her with decorating.

She always had a smile on her face and was always so gentle. She would snuggle against his chest like a kitten and offer him the first blessing on the first day of the new year.

She said she wanted to be with him forever, to grow old together, and to have many children and grandchildren.

She also said that she would love him for a lifetime, and only death could separate them.

But Xie Nanzhi, you went back on your word and broke your promise.

Pei Jingchuan became increasingly unwilling to accept it. Why was it that everything he wanted was always just a fleeting moment?

Why doesn't the person he loves love him anymore?

After a long pause, Pei Jingchuan uttered a single word: "Get lost."

Jian Yao was ruthlessly kicked out. The maid said to her, "Miss Jian, the young master is in a bad mood. You should go back to avoid making him even angrier."

Jian Yao snorted coldly and glared at the maid. "Hmph, who are you to tell me what to do?"

The maid didn't say anything, so Jian Yao turned and left.

Since I didn't get what I wanted, I might as well go back to the port city and stay with my parents.

Hmph, if it weren't for Pei Jingchuan's wealth, she wouldn't bother with this cripple.

The warmth and comfort of everyday life is the essence of family reunion.

On New Year's Eve, firecrackers went off in unison, their sound echoing throughout the night.

The children also followed the adults' example of staying up late on New Year's Eve, playing and making noise, unwilling to go to sleep. Since this year was a rare year of family reunion, Xie Nanzhi let them have their way.

The villa was filled with joy and laughter.

However, the two little ones couldn't stay awake any longer until after nine o'clock, and they fell asleep on the sofa.

The maid carried the child back to the bedroom. Wang Shufen was old, and seeing that the child was asleep, she also went to sleep.

Xie Nanzhi waited for the clock to strike midnight, and just as it turned twelve, Xibei called.

She pressed the answer button, and Xibei's voice came through the receiver impatiently, "Nanzhi, Nanzhi, congratulations on getting rich, give me a red envelope."

Xie Nanzhi was taken aback.

Xibei added, "Nanzhi, am I the first person to send you my blessings? Are you moved to tears?"

Xie Nanzhi complained, "This is the first time I've heard such a refreshing and unconventional way of asking for red envelopes."

Upon hearing this, Xibei coughed twice and said, "Nanzhi, saying that hurts my feelings. Am I the kind of person who cares about red envelopes? I'm clearly full of love for you."

Xie Nanzhi leaned back on the sofa and smiled lazily, "Aren't you afraid of hurting Lao Zhou's feelings by saying that?"

Xibei scoffed dismissively, "Old Zhou has a beauty in his arms, he doesn't care about my blessings. By the way, let me tell you, Old Zhou actually went back to his hometown with Sister Baizhou, do you think he's gone mad?"

Xie Nanzhi was incredulous. "Old Zhou isn't staying home for the New Year, and his parents agreed to it?"

Xibei said, "What can we do if they disagree? It's up to Lao Zhou. Besides, Lao Zhou is financially independent. His parents really have no other choice."

This surprised Xie Nanzhi; she hadn't expected Zhou Mubin to go to such lengths for that woman.

According to Xibei Gossip, "I also heard that Cui Xiao was willing to pay the penalty for breach of contract to resign. At first, Lao Zhou thought that this would give him leverage over her. Haha, she directly deposited the penalty into the company's account. I bet Lao Zhou was furious."

When it comes to gossip, Xibei's mouth runs like a train.

He berated Zhou Mubin and then praised Cui Xiao to the skies, saying, "After the New Year, I'll introduce Cui Xiao to a boyfriend. Old Zhou will regret it to the core."

After a brief chat, Xibei reluctantly hung up the phone.

Less than three seconds after hanging up, her message popped up again: "Nanzhi, send me a blessing, mwah!!!"

Pair it with a super bright red lip emoji.

Xie Nanzhi smiled.

First, I sent a money transfer as a red envelope, followed by the message: "Happy New Year, may our friendship last forever."

Xibei looked at the five nines in the red envelope and sent a thumbs-up emoji with the text: "Love you, my dear."

Xie Nanzhi smiled brightly.

After closing her phone, she subconsciously looked to her side and realized that Wei Chizheng had left sometime earlier.

Before she could react, fireworks lit up the sky outside the window.

Hearing the sound, Xie Nanzhi walked to the window.

Like a black silk ribbon, the night sky was illuminated by dazzling fireworks that painted a string of words: "Nanzhi, it is my greatest fortune to have met you."

Those few words lingered in the night sky for a few seconds; they seemed not to be in the air, but rather imprinted on the heart.

Scalding hot.

warm.

And, it's warm.

The phone in my palm vibrated a few more times the next second.

Xie Nanzhi picked up her phone and saw a message from Xibei pop up on the screen: "Nanzhi, are you surprised? Come out quickly."

With a sudden tightness in her chest, Xie Nanzhi immediately put on a thin cardigan and left the villa.

The door opened.

Xie Nanzhi then saw Wei Chizheng standing at the door with a big smile on his face.