Chapter 78

Pei Muyang was completely immersed in deep suspicion, which made him angrier and angrier the more he thought about it, and he even laughed at himself.

This story begins this morning.

He had originally agreed to take a day off from work today, and while taking a break he also had to use Jiang Chengyi's laptop to fill out some school forms.

After breakfast, Pei Muyang sent off the reluctant Jiang and went upstairs to the study with ease.

Although he often came to the Jiang family before, he rarely came to a place like the study, because Pei Muyang felt that since it was the president's study, there would be some important business secrets in it. Although Jiang Chengyi never guarded against him, he did not want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings because of this trust.

So he would try to avoid places like the study if possible.

There aren't actually that many books in Jiang Chengyi's study. On the contrary, if it weren't called a study, it would be more like a collection showroom. Behind the uniquely black desk is a whole wall of display shelves filled with all sorts of obviously valuable collections. There's even a shelf with a string of luxury car keys hanging in it.

The main point is that he shows off his wealth openly and is inhumane.

There was a dark gray ultra-thin laptop on the desk in front of him. Apart from that, there were no other extra items. It was as simple as a poor student's desk.

He really wanted to ask, don’t you, the boss, like to read books privately?

In fact, Jiang Chengyi seldom reads books. Most of the time, he holds a tablet or laptop to handle work matters. It is rare to see him reading physical books like Lao Pei.

I really don't know how he managed to cram all that knowledge into his brain.

When opening the notebook, the boot page required a password. The person who was thinking of asking Jiang Chengyi for the password on WeChat suddenly thought of something, smiled, and entered his birthday. Sure enough, the password was correct, and he entered the boot page smoothly.

There were only a few simple office software on the computer desktop, which looked not much different from the computer desktop in his president's office. However, there was a familiar logo that surprised Pei Muyang for a moment.

Dragon Roar of Kyushu?

He had been playing that game for more than three years, but he didn't expect that Jiang Chengyi also had this game installed on his computer.

This made the boy sigh at the wonder of fate. His domineering boyfriend actually played games, and the same game as him.

I just wonder why I haven't heard him mention it before?

Pei Muyang double-clicked the logo out of curiosity and saw that the default login area was Yun Feiyang.

Jiang Chengyi, is he from the same district?

This makes people think more.

One coincidence is a coincidence, but when so many coincidences are strung together, it becomes a long-planned conspiracy.

Pei Muyang half-closed his eyes, his slender fingers rapidly tapping on something on the computer. After a while, he found a folder that stored game screenshots in the background...

"Yangyang, listen to my explanation. It's not what you think..."

"Oh? Not what I thought? What's that like?" The boy crossed his arms and smiled wickedly. He looked at the man in front of him, who was hesitant and panicked like a young wife who had made an error, and continued to laugh: "I didn't know that my boyfriend was the famous krypton gold boss Yi. Hey, did you recognize me a long time ago and hide beside me to laugh at me all day long?"

After all, his photos had been posted on the forum a long time ago, so it is not impossible that he was recognized early on.

Whenever he thought of this possibility, Pei Muyang felt sick.

Jiang Chengyi knew something was wrong when he saw this, so he quickly slid down to his knees and hugged the boy's thighs, "My wife is not like that, listen to my excuse first."

"Um?"

"No, listen to my explanation first. Yes, I admit that I am Yi from Counter-Strike. I recognized you a long time ago, but I definitely didn't laugh at you. Because, I like you. I have liked you since the first time we met in the game, and I have liked you since the moment I heard your voice. Maybe you don't understand and don't want to believe me, but... I just love you so much that I can't live without you."

"Oh! Like me?"

"Uh-huh!"

"You chase me around and beat me up because you like me, huh?"

"Oh!"

"You like me, but you're still helping that bastard Zhanhun beat me out of the game?"

“Ah! It hurts!”

"Do you think you're an elementary school student? If you like someone, you want to bully them and do everything you can to get their attention?"

"Honey, I was wrong! Stop hitting me!"

"You still dare to call me wife? Do you call me wife after I forgive you?"

"Old... No, baby, don't hit your face, don't hit your face... I still have to go out and meet people."

Jiang Chengyi's cry of pain resounded throughout the entire villa. He ran from the second floor to the first floor, and then from the first floor back to the second floor.

In fact, it’s not that it hurts so much that he can’t bear it, but he knows very well that Yangyang, who hits others, needs emotional value. The more miserably he screams, the more sense of accomplishment Yangyang will feel, and the greater the possibility that his anger will subside.

So, Pei Muyang was tired of fighting and running, and Jiang Chengyi knew that the time had come. He was just about to hug him in his arms, kiss him and comfort him. As long as he had a good attitude, he could pass this hurdle today.

But before he could make any move, Pei Muyang locked him in the bedroom, pulled out the key, and shouted, "Jiang Chengyi, reflect on your actions in here. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, don't even think about coming out to see me. I'm going home!"

As for whether he could get out, that was not his concern. Jiang Chengyi had a cell phone on him. If he wanted to get out, he could just call someone and ask them to open the door.

Anyway, he should reflect on himself in there within this hour and not try to get out. This bastard, I really underestimated him!

I'm so angry!

Pei Muyang did not go home immediately after leaving Jiang's house. If his parents saw him so angry, they would definitely be worried. So he found an Internet cafe on the side of the road, filled out the form and uploaded it while playing a few MOBA games, thinking that he would go home when he had almost forgotten the unhappy things.

But before he could play for long enough, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

He originally thought it was Jiang Chengyi calling to apologize so he didn't want to answer the phone, but it kept ringing. The big brother on the next phone had already glanced at him impatiently several times.

He had no choice but to take out his cell phone and turn it off, but when he looked at it, it was Pei Yu calling.

"Hey, Dad, what's wrong?"

"Where are you?"

Pei Muyang felt a little guilty when talking about this. When he was in school, he went to the Internet cafe secretly. Although he can go there with a clear conscience now that he is an adult, this is the first time he has gone there so blatantly. He wondered if Pei Yu, as his teacher, would be angry with him for this.

"I, I'm playing outside. Dad, do you have something to talk to me about?" Pei Muyang changed the subject vaguely.

"Why are you still playing outside? Come back first, we'll talk later."

"Oh, okay Dad."

Pei Muyang hung up the phone inexplicably, feeling that Old Pei was acting strangely today, but he didn't say anything. The relationship between father and son had finally eased recently, and he couldn't let the repaired family relationship be destroyed because of his father's temporary illness.

After hanging up the phone, Pei Muyang didn't dare to delay. He ran home as soon as he got off the plane. The streets were a bit cold in winter. As soon as Pei Muyang walked out of the Internet cafe, he was blown cold. He was a little afraid of cold, so he quickly wrapped his clothes tightly.

Ultimately, it's all Jiang Chengyi's fault. If he hadn't been at fault, he wouldn't have to suffer on the streets in such cold weather. Even if he wanted to go home, he would have been picked up and dropped off by a car.

During the six months or so of their relationship, Pei Muyang clearly felt that Jiang Chengyi had spoiled him, but who told him to be happy about it? Jiang Chengyi himself said that this was a man's honor, and the more useless his wife was, the more he fulfilled his duties as a man.

Since he feels it is an honor, then let him enjoy it. After all, it is a flag he set up himself. Who else can care if he doesn't care about the boyfriend he ruined with his own hands?

After finally returning home, he saw Ye Shan standing at the entrance as soon as he entered the door. She pretended to be busy while winking at him and tilted her chin towards the living room. Judging from her posture, something big must have happened.

Sure enough, before he could find out what had happened, he heard Pei Yu's voice from inside.

"Now that you're back, come here quickly. What does it look like to be standing at the door?"

have to!

It seems that something really happened this time.

Pei Muyang changed his shoes helplessly at the door, accepted Ye Shan's kind look, walked inside, and finally saw the situation in the living room clearly.

Well, he was wondering why Old Pei got angry at him for no reason. It seemed like there was a villain stabbing him from behind.

Sitting on the sofa was her boyfriend who had just been locked in the room. No one knew how he escaped. There was a lot of dust on his face and body, and there was even an obvious scratch on his chin. President Jiang, who was usually glamorous and meticulous, looked so embarrassed at this moment that if you didn't know him, you would think he had escaped from the kidnappers.

Perhaps he noticed Pei Muyang's gaze, Jiang Chengyi looked up at the boy with grievance, then quickly looked away as if he had been electrocuted.

"Yang, Yangyang..."

"Jiang Chengyi, why are you here?"

Pei Muyang knew something was wrong when he saw Jiang Chengyi like this. Although it was still hard to see the big CEO looking so miserable and pitiful, after all, there couldn't be two different people sleeping in the same bed. Jiang Chengyi's action was obviously intended to flatter him in front of Old Pei. How could he let him do as he wished?

"How can this be possible!"

Before Pei Muyang could say anything, Pei Yu slammed his folded arms on the scarred coffee table. The teacup on the table shook and half of the tea spilled out.

Jiang Chengyi helped wipe the flowing water while comforting the furious Pei Yu. Her tearless look was just like the resentful woman in TV dramas, except that she was of the wrong gender.

"Uncle, don't be angry. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have come here. I'd better leave. If you and Yangyang quarrel over me, it will be my fault."

As he spoke, Jiang Chengyi wiped the tears from his face.

However, only Pei Muyang on the opposite side saw it clearly. Jiang Chengyi clearly wiped the tea on his middle finger under his eyes first, and then pretended to wipe it away as tears.

Pei Muyang's fists clenched as he felt the smell of tea intoxicating him.

Very good, you bastard, you are dead!