After resting, Hu Shi couldn't sleep and was thinking of going out for a walk.

It seems like the aunt installed a motion-activated doorbell outside his door.

"Would you like to stroll around the manor, or would you prefer some other form of entertainment?"

Visiting a manor is just like going on a spring outing, isn't it?

"Can we play games?"

"Please come with me."

The aunt led Hu Shi to a game room, a huge game room, and it was even 3D.

Hu Shi had played on many amusement facilities in China, and he really didn't expect that someone would actually have these facilities installed in their home.

Hu Shih was like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, completely out of touch with reality.

No, Xie Ci Nian looks like a rigid and meticulous big boss.

There's such a big game room in my house?

"Does Xie Ci Nian usually play the game well?"

Xie Ci Nian doesn't seem like someone who plays games.

"Usually, it's my wife who does most of the playing."

Hu Shih understood immediately and said that the game room just didn't match Xie Ci Nian's overall personality.

If Pei Zhi were playing the game, it would be understandable.

There were many game machines that Hu Shi had never seen before, but after touching them a couple of times, he was able to pick them up instantly.

The aunt brought in tea and snacks, and then quietly left.

When Hu Shih started playing games, he became so engrossed in them that he forgot to eat and sleep.

It wasn't until his aunt came to invite him down for dinner that Hu Shi realized he was a little hungry.

"What time is it now?"

"Two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Oh, it's already past lunchtime?"

Hu Shi was a little flustered. It was his first time visiting someone's home, and he played so much that he forgot about mealtime.

Even though he was very familiar with Pei Zhi, this didn't seem quite right.

It's very impolite to make the host wait for him to eat.

The aunt led Hu Shi to the small restaurant, where tableware and dishes were already set on the table.

There were about twenty dishes on the table, but the plates were all quite small, and each plate was only about two or three bites.

Hu Shi glanced at the table and saw only one set of chopsticks and a bowl. "Am I eating alone?"

"The master is still at the company and won't be back until tonight. The wife has some things to take care of, so please eat first."

Hu Shi nodded, picked up his chopsticks, and began to eat.

The aunt asked Hu Shi what he would like to drink, but Hu Shi declined.

He wanted to go and chat with Pei Zhi later, but drinking wasn't a good idea.

Hu Shi had experienced quite a few private chefs, including the dishes prepared by the chef at Pei Zhi's home.

It truly is a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate.

This lion's head meatball is so much better than anything you can get elsewhere.

"How do you make your lion's head meatballs? They're delicious."

"And this leafy green vegetable, it looks so simple, how come it tastes so good?"

This little green vegetable looks quite ordinary.

"If you need, shall I go and call the chef over?"

Hu Shih quickly waved his hand, "No need, no need."

Hu Shih was just saying it casually, offering a few words of praise; he didn't actually want a chef to come and teach him how to cook.

After the meal, Hu Shi drank some tea to aid digestion.

After eating and drinking his fill, Hu Shi yawned and felt sleepy.

"We have a masseuse at home, would you like us to arrange one for you?"

Hu Shi had certainly seen the world; he remarked, "There's even a masseur at home!"

What kind of blissful life is Pei Zhi living?

If he had to stay in that kind of environment every day, he would never have been able to go back to filming.

It's not that filming is hard work; compared to this kind of life, it's like heaven and earth.

The aunt led Hu Shi to the massage room. On the way, Hu Shi seemed to hear someone crying.

"Did you hear anything?"

The aunt explained, "This is the tea room; the lady of the house receives guests inside."

"I'll go take a look."

The aunt tried to stop Hu Shi, but he moved too quickly and she couldn't stop him.

Hu Shih pushed open the door to the tea room, worried that Pei Zhi would be bullied.

After the door was pushed open, Hu Shi stood at the doorway, not daring to go in.

Pei Zhi sat in a chair, holding a cup of tea in her hand, seemingly enjoying it.

Two bodyguards stood behind Pei Zhi, each holding a weapon.

Inside the tea room... there were five or six people kneeling.

This suggests that Pei Zhi is bullying others.

Hu Shi, with his sharp eyes, noticed what appeared to be blood on the ground, licked his lips, and asked, "Are you eating?"

After he finished speaking, Hu Shih almost got goosebumps.

What is he saying? Is he crazy?

This atmosphere is hardly conducive to eating!

Pei Zhi put down her teacup, stood up, and asked, "It's getting late. Would you like to stay for dinner?"

A woman in a cheongsam pleaded, "Madam, please, have mercy on my son. We will serve you like slaves in return."

As they were talking, the woman began to kowtow to Pei Zhi.

"It was Thirteen who was ignorant. He is still young. Please forgive him, Madam."

“I am Thirteen’s father. It was my fault for not disciplining him properly. I am willing to take the blame for him. Please forgive him, madam.”

Another woman in a blue cheongsam chimed in, "My husband is only twenty years old. I'm willing to pay any price to beg you, madam, to forgive him."

Hu Shi silently took two steps back, thinking to himself that this was not a place for him to stay.

The aunt appeared at just the right moment and said, "Mr. Hu, shall I take you for a massage?"

Hu Shih quickly nodded: "Okay, okay."

On his way to the massage room with his aunt, Hu Shi was still thinking about the tea room.

This Xie family really does seem quite extraordinary.

Pei Zhi brushed off the wrinkles on her skirt. "Go back and have Thirteen and Twenty clear out their assets. Let's all retire together as a family."

After saying that, Pei Zhi left the tea room.

Inside the tea room, Thirteen and Twenty's parents repeatedly kowtowed to Pei Zhi in gratitude.

Some drugs are legal in other countries.

Thirteen and Twenty were running these businesses in secret.

Xie Ci Nian wants to move his business to China, and these are things he absolutely must not touch.

For the past thirteen and twenty years, he's made money through these shady dealings.

They were naturally unwilling to give up so easily, and they did not agree with Xie Cinian's proposal.

Xie Cinian didn't hold back either, directly having their business cut off.

Thirteen and Twenty, enraged and embarrassed, actually tried to cause trouble for Pei Zhi.

The moment the child gets into trouble, the parents come crying to apologize.

"Madam, shall we eat now?"

Pei Zhi, fearing that Hu Shi might be frightened, asked, "Where is Hu Shi?"

"Mr. Hu is getting a massage."

"He certainly knows how to enjoy life."

When Hu Shi came out of the massage room after taking a nap, he saw Pei Zhi arranging flowers.

It's really... heartbreaking.

Hu Shih still remembers Pei Zhi sitting in the tea room, coldly watching a group of people old enough to be her parents kneel on the ground and beg.

Now, Pei Zhi is holding scissors and trimming flowers, looking no different from a wealthy socialite.

Pei Zhichao smiled at Hu Shi and said, "The masseur's skills are pretty good, aren't they?"

Hu Shi nodded and sat down on the sofa opposite Pei Zhi.

"Pei Zhi, will Xie Cinian abuse you?"