After Pei Huan left, the small restaurant fell into silence so deep that you could hear a pin drop.

Suddenly, the "ding" sound of WeChat notification sounded particularly harsh in this room.

Pei Sui paused, and his slender fingers wrapped in Band-Aids and gauze moved stiffly.

Before he could react, a servant stepped forward and said respectfully, "Second Young Master, the old lady noticed that you had trouble holding chopsticks last night, so she asked Doctor Zhao to prepare some powder to treat the blisters on your hands. Let me apply the medicine to you."

Pei Sui ignored her, didn't even look at her, but took out his cell phone from his pocket with a tense heart.

Unfortunately, as soon as the phone screen lit up and the content of the message and the name of the note came into his eyes, the light that had just ignited faded away at an extremely fast speed.

The message was sent by Nie Han.

I asked him when he would go to the law firm and he said he had an appointment with two clients today.

He hasn't returned to the law firm for twelve days since he went to Tokyo, so naturally a lot of work has piled up.

The servant beside him did not disturb him, but waited there quietly without any impatience.

He exhaled silently, typed a reply, "Postpone it to tomorrow, I'm not free today", then exited WeChat, opened the address book, and dialed Meng Sheng's number without any hesitation.

"The number you dialed is turned off. Please try again later."

A familiar yet unfamiliar mechanical female voice came from the microphone first. Pei Sui straightened the corners of his lips and frowned slightly.

His first reaction was panic, worrying that Meng Sheng had blocked her.

But as cold sweat broke out on his body, his usually calm and rational mind quickly took effect and he thought of another possibility.

Maybe she had too many things to do yesterday, so she used her phone all day and turned it off, and she didn't remember to charge it.

Well, that's probably the case.

He didn't know if it was self-consolation, but as he thought this way, his anxious heart slowly calmed down from the turbulent waves.

He put down his phone, picked up the cup of sweet oat milk and took a few sips to suppress the bitterness that was gradually spreading in his throat.

He extended his hand and gestured to the servant beside him.

After the servant understood, he immediately began to treat the blisters on his hands.

Because the housekeeper had pricked his wounds and applied medicine last night, the wounds did not worsen after a night, but they looked a little hideous on his white, slender, and well-defined hands.

The servant hesitated before taking action, frowning slightly.

How painful must this be?

She sighed silently, then carefully applied medicine to each of his blister wounds, and then put on band-aids and gauze.

He instructed, "Second Young Master, Doctor Zhao has instructed that after applying the medicine, do not touch water. This medicine will be almost healed in three or four days, but to avoid scarring, on the fifth day, you must apply it together with scar removal cream. He will then prescribe a new medicine to use together."

Pei Sui said "hmm" lightly, glanced at his hands, and then looked away, as if he didn't care much about his hands.

The servant wanted to say something to persuade him, but knowing that the second young master disliked noise and nagging, he held back.

In the morning, Pei Yu needed to send Cui Xueheng and Pei Huan to the airport.

In addition to Du Ping, Pei Yu personally appointed two elderly people who had worked in the Pei family for more than ten years to take care of Cui Xueheng, and they would definitely not be treated unfairly in terms of salary.

Everyone didn't bring much, just the necessities.

The two cars drove away from the Pei family's old house, and the old lady returned to the fourth courtyard with the help of the nanny.

She personally prepared the gift list for Meng Chengli when she visited him in the afternoon, but because the preparation time was short, she still had to prepare it based on what was available in the warehouse.

After looking at the warehouse gift list that the housekeeper had reorganized, she ordered about ten items.

These were all special collections and very valuable items in the warehouse. Later, she added a few more things, but they were not available at home, so she asked the housekeeper to take people to purchase them quickly.

This gift was very, very important, and it represented the Pei family's full apology and sincerity.

The reason why we didn't rush to go in the morning was not only because we needed to prepare the gifts solemnly, but also because it showed another layer of sincerity.

This shows that they sent Cui Xueheng abroad in the morning. Otherwise, just apologizing, no matter how good their attitude was, would not be enough.

Of course, being sent abroad is nothing compared to Meng Chengli's near-death experience.

The old lady was well aware of this, so when she was preparing gifts, she felt that no matter how many expensive things she added, it would never be enough and would not be adequate.

But this is the only way at the moment, and we can't drag Cui Xueheng, who is already unconscious, to kowtow and admit his mistake.

Don't wait until you say something crazy and make people angry, that would be inappropriate.

It’s not that Pei Sui doesn’t care about the gift-giving. He just watched for a while and then felt tired.

Probably because he didn't sleep last night, was too worried, and was physically tired. In order to be in good spirits in the afternoon, he said goodbye to the old lady and returned to Zhishuiju.

I slept in bed for about four hours.

Finally, I was woken up by Pei Yu knocking on the door.

He rubbed his aching temple, got out of bed and opened the door. Seeing Pei Yu, he looked lazy and casual, and asked casually, "Just got back?"

"Well, something happened, so I changed my flight." Pei Yu looked a little tired.

She was fine before leaving the house, but when she arrived at the airport, probably because of the unfamiliar environment and seeing a lot of strangers, her brain was stimulated again and Cui Xueheng collapsed on the spot.

The chaotic memory seemed to have returned to the year when Pei Sui and Pei Huan were kidnapped at the age of three.

At that time, the kidnappers tied two bombs to their small bodies, held one in each hand, and demanded money and the right to leave the country.

Pei Huan was weak and was shaken on the road. She kept crying. The kidnappers got angry at her and slapped her until she fainted.

Just like back then, she knelt down and begged the bandits to spare her son and daughter, kowtowing and crying.

But in the end, it was still disappointing. Pei Huan, who had just woken up and was still young, died in front of her eyes. Her red and swollen little face was full of fear and despair.

Shouting "Mom" and "A Sui" loudly.

That fresh and tender life was frozen at the age of three.

At the same time, Cui Xueheng was trapped in that year forever. For many years, she was unwilling to take a step out of it, no matter how her relatives guided her.

Instead, it goes deeper and deeper.

She held Pei Huan tightly, refusing to let go, just as she had caught that tiny figure firmly back then.

Pei Yu and Pei Huan comforted her for a long time, allowing her emotions to calm down a little. They also asked Dr. Zhao to give her some tranquilizers, and then she curled up in Pei Huan's arms.

Pei Yu booked another flight, and only after sending them on the plane did he feel a little more relaxed.

He glanced at Pei Sui's sleepy face and squinted his eyes. "Just woke up?"

"Yeah, I didn't sleep last night." Pei Sui glanced at the tired look on his face. "You look like... how much did you smoke? Do you want me to kill my relatives for the sake of justice?"

Pei Yu rolled his eyes at him and said, "Go wash up. Grandma is waiting for you to come over for dinner."

"oh."

Pei Sui responded very coldly and without any emotion, turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, then walked towards the old lady's yard with Pei Yu again.

Pei Yu put one hand in his trouser pocket and took small steps.

He has a problem. Once he is tired, he becomes lazy and even his usually sharp and arrogant eyebrows droop.

Perhaps due to tiredness, his voice was somewhat relaxed and his words did not have much ups and downs.

"I've had the servants at Qingheyuan checked, and there's nothing unusual. Aunt Liu called her on my mother's phone yesterday morning. There was no recording. I asked Aunt Du, and she said Aunt Liu just called to ask about her health and see how she's recovering."