Childhood Sweethearts / Male Secret Love / Strong Possessiveness / Sweet Romance / Double Clean
Bright and willful young lady vs. Cold and rebellious heir.
There was a pair of childhood...
Chapter 123
Ai Li accused at the top of his lungs, completely losing his gentle and decent image. At this moment, he looked like a reckless madman.
If he hadn't had the black-clad bodyguards by his side, the bucket of paint at his feet would have sunk onto the tree branch.
Shen Yizhi looked at her with a calm gaze, without a ripple: "Did I make you like this?"
"Aili, it's you." She said calmly, "From the beginning to the end, it's always been you."
Ai Li sneered: "Chen Yizhi, what are you still pretending? If it weren't for you, I would be the only genius, admired and respected by the world!"
She has been spoiled like a princess by her family since she was a child. Everyone says that she is extremely talented in art and a rare genius.
Praise and flattery were rolled out in front of her like an endless red carpet. Until Shen Yizhi showed up, her name always overshadowed hers, and she won all the awards, classmates, and teachers.
But she became that marginal figure.
"No one has ever said that you are not excellent." Shen Yizhi looked at her calmly, "But your jealousy has obscured your brilliance."
Hearing this, Ai Li was stunned for a long time. The most devastating thing was that the opponent you had always treated as an enemy would generously affirm you after you did something wrong.
She opened her mouth, but her throat felt like it was blocked by cotton, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't utter a word.
Shen Yizhi didn't want to talk any more, so he told the black-clad bodyguard beside him, "Leave it to the police."
Even when Ai Li was carried into the police car by the black-clad bodyguards, he was still in a daze.
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Just as Shen Yizhi was about to return to the exhibition hall, a drop of moisture suddenly fell on the tip of his nose.
I looked up subconsciously.
I saw thick dark clouds rolling in, it was gloomy, with occasional rumbling thunder, and it was possible that it would rain at any time.
The phone vibrates.
The weather warning popped up on the screen.
[Heavy rain is approaching. We kindly remind all Kyoto residents that roads are slippery during rainy days. Please slow down and drive carefully.]
Her heart tightened and her whole body was frozen in place.
It's going to rain.
What should Pei Yanhe do?
After coming to her senses, she walked in stiffly and dialed Pei Yanhe's number.
Coincidentally, no one answered.
Chen Jinyang and Shang Kuoheng and his wife happened to be visiting the exhibition and caught a glimpse of Shen Yizhi standing in the corner. The three of them walked forward at the same time.
Chen Jinyang leaned over and glanced at her face: "Chen Yizhi, did you rob a bank? You look so bad."
"Your exhibition is doing great, so why are you looking so sad?"
Shu Xinyu understood her very well, and hurriedly took her arm and asked, "Did something happen?"
Shen Yizhi raised his head very slowly, his expression not looking very good, "It's going to rain."
Shu Xinyu might not have understood, but when Chen Jinyang and Shang Kuoheng heard it, their expressions suddenly changed.
They stayed indoors the whole time and didn't pay attention to their phones, let alone have the habit of checking the weather forecast.
This news was even more sudden and unexpected than a flood or a beast.
"Did you call?" Shang Kuoheng frowned.
Shen Yizhi's fingertips tightly grasped the phone, "I called."
Chen Jinyang looked at her slightly panicked expression and tried his best to comfort her, "If Pei Yanhe hasn't left the company yet, there shouldn't be any big problems. After all, he also made it through those years you were in London."
He didn't dare to say the other if.
Because the three of them knew that if they were already on the way, the consequences... no one dared to think about it.
"Boom—"
There was a roar of thunder, and the sound of the wind howling through the solid wall was heard, followed by the crackling of raindrops pouring down like a waterfall.
The carpet at the entrance of the exhibition hall was wet.
Shen Yizhi's hair was blown behind her head. Facing the wind, she stared at the splash of water hitting the ground.
As the rain got heavier, the black-clad bodyguard closed the glass door.
The restlessness is isolated outside.
The exhibition hall was like a temporary safe house, while outside it seemed as if the end of the world was approaching, with severe natural weather sweeping every inch of land.
Shen Yizhi subconsciously touched the safety lock on his neck.
Please, be kind to him for once.
She can't lose him.
That's when it happened.
The phone vibrates.
It was a WeChat message from Pei Yanhe.
The extremely annoying Pei 33: [At the company, nothing happened]
Shen Yizhi's anxious heart finally relaxed.
As long as you're indoors, it shouldn't be a big deal.
She typed and replied.
The branches have grown into a big tree: [If the rain does not stop]
The branches have grown into a big tree: [I will come to find you after the exhibition is over]
Waited for a while.
The other party replied: [OK.]
There was no one on the roadside, and inside the cramped Rolls-Royce, there was no light, no wind, and it was pitch black.
The raindrops hitting the car body were like knives, trying to make a hole in it bit by bit.
A bolt of lightning split the sky, illuminating the man lying on the steering wheel in the driver's seat.
He was breathing heavily, his tie was loosened, and the sweat on his forehead soaked the ends of his hair.
After typing and sending the message with one hand.
Pei Yanhe no longer had the strength to hold on, and with a clang, the phone slid under the seat.
The air inside the car grew thinner.
The car windows were closed tightly, not a single drop of rain fell in, yet he was drenched from head to toe. He looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water, with cold sweat oozing from every pore.
There are no people or cars around, and the road is closed.
But I could faintly hear the sounds of horns, rain, and ambulance sirens.
All kinds of sounds are mixed together and stuffed into the brain, and may explode at any time.
Pei Yanhe rested his head on the steering wheel, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, not even noticing his nails digging into his flesh, and his legs were so cold that he lost all feeling.
He didn't dare to look up, didn't dare to look out the car window, and didn't even have the courage to answer the phone just now.
The scene before my eyes was gradually swallowed by darkness.
As I lost consciousness, a faint smell of blood filled the air.
Others were women's voices so faint that they vanished with the wind.
"Yan He, Mom will always love you."
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The exhibition ended and the rain was still falling.
The asphalt road was slippery due to rainwater mixed with mud.
As soon as Shen Yizhi came out of the exhibition hall, he went to Hezhuo Capital.
Open the door of the president's office.
It was pitch black, with no lights on.
A sense of foreboding suddenly arose.
Shen Yizhi turned around and ran into Qin Mi who had just exited the elevator.
She strode forward, "Where's your President Pei?"
Secretary Qin recognized her and replied, "Ms. Shen, President Pei left early today."
Thinking of Pei Yanhe's message, Shen Yizhi frowned, "He's not in the company?"
Secretary Qin's mind flashed through ten thousand possibilities, such as the boss being unfaithful and the secretary helping to conceal it, but he felt it was ridiculous and answered honestly.
“No.”
With a click, the branch sank as if falling into an icy cave.
Why did Pei Yanhe lie to her when he was clearly not in the company?
Qin Mi suddenly glanced at the heavy rain outside the window, and the temperature on his face dropped sharply. He showed a look of surprise and exclaimed: "It's raining?!"
"Mr. Pei drove out by himself today. Nothing will happen to him, right?" He took out his cell phone and prepared to make a call.
Shen Yizhi stopped him from moving, “It’s useless if he doesn’t answer the phone.”
"Do you know he's afraid of rain?"
"I know." Secretary Qin said, "I've seen President Pei's personal doctor. I heard it's post-traumatic stress disorder."
He had no idea what exactly had happened.