Chapter 36 [VIP]
The housekeeper had worked for the Wei family for many years and had seen Wei Guan in every form, which made her even more surprised by his current transformation.
But in any case.
The most reliable person in this family is definitely Boss Wei, and the one who is most generous with money is also Boss Wei.
—For the sake of her huge prize money, she was determined not to tell the young master the truth!
The call was connected.
The housekeeper recounted everything that had just happened, including Wei Xuanyun's appearance. Sure enough, within two minutes, the bank card showed a deposit of 500,000 yuan.
She made a fortune!
Wei Zhiyan walked out of the courtyard gate alone, and just as he was about to turn the corner, a faint cheer suddenly came from behind him.
He frowned, not bothering to pay attention, and quickened his pace back to his own villa.
With a loud clang.
The boy locked the door from the inside and stood on the balcony with a gloomy face, as if a ghost was chasing him.
The sky was azure, the scenery in the distance was beautiful, and countless lush green plants covered the lovely courtyard, creating a vibrant and lively atmosphere.
Wei Zhiyan's complexion was even worse.
All the decorations in the Wei family home were designed by Wei Xuanyun. She loved art, and Grandma Wei doted on her daughter, entrusting her with the entire home to decorate as she pleased. Every plant, every flower, and every tree here was chosen according to Wei Xuanyun's preferences.
Even after Grandma Wei died, Wei Guan didn't change anything; instead, he continued to let Wei Xuanyun do whatever she wanted.
Therefore, Wei Zhiyan disliked going home from a young age.
This place is filled with traces of his mother. His dying father is imprisoned in the central attic. He had witnessed them together many times when he was young. His nightmares are filled with desperate and painful cries and pools of cold, scarlet blood.
The older he gets, the more disgusting he becomes.
I find all intimate relationships disgusting and I resist all physical intimacy.
Let's talk about the time when Que Lu mistook someone for someone else in the elevator.
This was the first time Wei Zhiyan had held hands with someone else.
The handsome young man exhaled softly.
He had no time to wait for the housekeeper to check on him. He put away his phone, turned around, and told the servants downstairs to come in and pack his luggage.
Less than half an hour later, a black Land Rover drove out of the Wei family's gate and sped towards St. Weston.
I just got back to the school estate.
Not long after, the doorbell rang.
The visitor was Zhong Wan again.
Behind him stood Xie Chenbi, his face expressionless.
The two walked into the courtyard. The blond boy frowned and sat down, looking at Wei Zhiyan who was lying on a chair playing games. "Why aren't you replying to the group messages?"
Wei Zhiyan rolled his eyes, his mind elsewhere as he stared at the game screen: "Reply to what? Kneel down and beg for forgiveness with you?"
"Zhong Wan, you're crazy, but I'm not. If this gets out, where will I put my face?"
"Moreover, if my brother knew that I knelt down for a special admission to university, and that the person who accepted the offer was someone else's boyfriend... he would skin me alive."
Wei Zhiyan did not want to experience Wei Guan's methods again.
When I was a child, Wei Zhiyan touched his AI model and said that he was as indifferent as AI.
Wei Guan, expressionless, beat Wei Zhiyan into a dead dog on the street, using his actions to ask him if this was enthusiastic enough.
Wei Zhiyan was intimidated by Wei Guan that year.
Zhong Wan clicked her tongue: "Why would President Wei care about such a trivial matter? This matter will not be leaked."
"I already said that kneeling together just makes it seem more sincere. If you and Shen Bi agree, I will split all the profits this year between you."
Xie Chenbi hadn't spoken yet.
Wei Zhiyan laughed in anger.
"Do I need what you have?"
His already bad mood worsened, and he threw his phone down, unusually angry: "Dude, I haven't settled accounts with you yet—what does your argument with Tan Quelu have to do with me? Why did he delete me too?!"
What a nutcase! He's acting like a simp, showing concern for Tan Quelu, secretly holding his hand, buying him clothes and jewelry, and even inviting him to the event so he wouldn't feel left out.
And what was the result?
Just because she argued with Zhong Wan, Tan Quelu actually deleted her too!
He's not her boyfriend, so why can't she leave him? If Tan Quelu feels wronged, then break up with Zhong Wan and date herself!
He certainly wouldn't be as spineless as Zhong Wan!
Zhong Wan stared at Wei Zhiyan's angry peach blossom eyes, and after a long while, she suddenly frowned slowly: "...Wei Zhiyan, what are you angry about?"
Was it just his imagination?
Wei Zhiyan had always lived a carefree life, always taking amusement at everyone, and had never been so angry and embarrassed before.
...Just because you talked about Que Lu, you deleted him?
Zhong Wan had no idea that Wei Zhiyan had ever cared so much about her boyfriend.
Wei Zhiyan paused.
After a moment, the boy chuckled, lay back in his chair, and said casually, "Why can't I get angry?"
"You went to great lengths to bring him into our circle, don't you know how many nasty things outsiders have said about him?"
"Every time we argue, I have to run back and forth between the two of you couples while you're showing off your love. How can I not be angry?"
"Young Master Zhong, you've really gone mad with love. Now you're even kneeling down."
Wei Zhiyan looked at Xie Chenbi beside him: "Xie Chenbi, you're not going to join Zhong Wan in this nonsense, are you?"
The black-haired boy had sinister eyes and remained silent.
—After being blocked and deleted by Tan Quelu, he checked her social media countless times, but found no updates.
Tan Quelu seemed to have truly lost heart.
Once he initiates the breakup, he will sever the only link with Xie Chenbi. Even so, he will insist on going his own way and giving up his years of bittersweet unrequited love.
Leaving him last night really chilled his heart.
This foolish bird had long been caught in a hunting net, awaiting its death, but now, because of a trivial matter, it was about to flap its wings and fly away, never to be seen again.
How could Xie Chenbi allow that?
Even if it means deceiving him, he will still try to trick him into coming.
The black-haired boy lit a cigarette, looked up, and indifferently took sides: "I support Awan."
"......ha?"
Wei Zhiyan really felt that this world had gone mad.
He glanced at Xie Chenbi, then at Zhong Wan, and really wanted to ask, "Are you two alright?"
But he didn't know that his current appearance was also abnormal.
The three of them seemed to have gone mad without realizing it.
Zhong Wan looked at Wei Zhiyan's expression, her brows furrowing slowly. After a moment, an impossible guess flashed through her mind.
But the speculation grew stronger, clearer, and even more plausible.
An uncontrollable, icy rage surged within him.
After a while.
The blond boy suddenly spoke, his voice extremely cold and harsh: "Fine, if you don't want to, then forget it."
"I will go to see Que Lu with Shen Bi this time..."
Before he could finish speaking...
The doorbell suddenly rang, interrupting Zhong Wan.
"Young...Young Master."
The maid approached the three people, whose atmosphere was tense, and stood timidly with her head down, wishing she could shrink into a ball: "Mr. Tan Quelu is here to see you, he's at the front door..."
The words fell.
The three, who had just been at loggerheads, froze, immediately stood up, and turned around abruptly: "What did you say?"
Without waiting for the servant's reply.
Zhong Wan stepped forward first, but Wei Zhiyan shoved her aside without hesitation and hurriedly headed for the door. Xie Chenbi, his face grim, was not to be outdone and also strode forward quickly.
The winding corridor was like an Olympic race as the three of them raced against time.
Ultimately, they relied on a slight advantage in home-field advantage.
The gate was opened personally by Wei Zhiyan, who was the first to arrive.
Sunlight streamed down.
The boy, dressed in an old T-shirt, stood in the warm autumn breeze, his face porcelain white and well-behaved, his eyebrows and eyes pure and beautiful.
He called out to him, "Wei Zhiyan."
It really is about peacock green.
Wei Zhiyan was utterly flattered.
He never expected that the first person Tan Quelu would turn to after being wronged would be him.
Could it be that Tan Quelu feels more secure with himself than with Zhong Wan, his boyfriend?
"......I am here."
He instinctively let the boy in, but his usually fiery tongue couldn't think of anything to say, so he could only ask instinctively, "I'm sorry about last night. Where did you go? I couldn't find you. Were you hurt by security? Are you in pain?"
Tan Quelu shook her head and smiled: "Those security guards probably missed me. I slept in the venue overnight and was perfectly fine."
So that's how it is.
Wei Zhiyan stood in front of him, unusually at a loss for words.
Tan Quelu spoke first: "Wei, I'm here to ask you for help."
He said, "You are the friend who treats me the best among Zhong Wan's friends, and I am very grateful to you."
"So this time, I also want to ask you if you can help me break up with Zhong Wan."
“He left me last night. I was so scared that I didn’t dare to sleep alone in the meeting room. I only managed to get three or four hours of sleep.”
"So I think there's no need for us to continue. He's a bit stubborn, and I'm afraid he won't agree to it in person, so I'd like to trouble you to convey my message."
The boy spoke softly, but his expression was resolute, a resoluteness he had never shown before.
Wei Zhiyan nodded, and said things like, "Okay, okay, I'll help you two break up right away. Don't be sad, I'll take you shopping to celebrate your happy breakup."
Suddenly, I heard hurried footsteps behind me.
Zhong Wan shoved Wei Zhiyan away violently.
The blond boy grabbed Elm's shoulder, ignoring everyone else, staring intently at his lover, his breathing rapid: "Elm, you were just joking, weren't you?"
Tan Quelu looked at him, her beautiful eyes no longer filled with the smiles and love of the past, only cold silence remained.
The cold made Zhong Wan's heart plummet into an abyss.
He panicked and knelt down with a thud, looking up at Que Lu, and said in a pleading tone he had never used before, "Que Lu, I really know I was wrong, I'm useless. Give me some time, I promise I won't be taken away by my grandfather again..."
Zhong Wan hates begging others in public the most.
In his short eighteen years of life, he experienced many moments of being neglected, pressured, and subtly mocked. He told himself that only a loser would beg for love and pity from others, and he didn't need it.
All his self-esteem and pride were earned by himself.
But at this moment, he was willing to make such a fool of himself in front of Tan Quelu.
As long as I can keep him here, anything is fine.
My arm was suddenly grabbed forcefully.
The blond boy paused, looked up in surprise at the boy who had grabbed his arm.
Tan Quelu lowered her eyes and looked at him gently. After a long while, her voice remained unchanged: "Get up."
"Zhong Wan, get up."
The boy was saying things that no one had ever told Zhong Wan before.
"Don't humiliate yourself like this for anyone else."
"Only if you respect yourself can I respect you."
"Zhong Wan, get up."
Zhong Wan, get up.
Grandpa said, "Zhong Wan, you continue kneeling."
The father said, "Zhong Wan, why don't you just die?"
The mother said, "Zhong Wan, try a little harder."
Only Tan Quelu said, "Zhong Wan, get up."
Uphold your self-respect and pride.
The blond boy looked at him, his eyes red-rimmed, bloodshot and filled with tears, which he stubbornly refused to let fall.
After a long while, Zhong Wan finally rose slowly, barely able to breathe.
Tan Quelu looked at him eye to eye, and there were tears in her eyes as well.
But the boy's voice was steady. He looked at him gently and said with a smile, "I originally wanted Wei to pass this on to you... but I didn't expect that I would have to talk to you face to face about this."
"Ah Wan, let's not fight anymore, okay? Please listen to me."
Zhong Wan gritted her teeth, her mouth filled with a strong, metallic taste of blood.
He remained silent, afraid that if he spoke, he would utter words that could not undo the damage. A torrent of intense, negative emotions surged within him; he could not handle this separation with dignity.
Tan Quelu was Zhong Wan's first love.
Zhong Wan really couldn't do it.
what to do.
It seems like they really are going to break up.
He couldn't even get his pity.
A quiet and spacious courtyard.
Wei Zhiyan stood silently not far away. Behind him, Xie Chenbi stared at Tan Quelu with dark eyes, clearly seeing the reluctance and tears on the boy's face.
He really couldn't bear to part with it.
It's as if Tan Quelu had genuinely experienced happiness and joy in this ridiculous relationship. That's why he couldn't even bear to see Zhong Wan kneel down when they broke up.
How disgusting, such self-deceptive emotions.
"Should I remind you of something about 'Green Peacock'?"
The black-haired boy suddenly spoke, his voice extremely cold: "You cried even more pitifully in my car that day than you do today."
The words fell.
Zhong Wan turned around abruptly, her voice hoarse and cold, carrying a warning that bordered on madness: "Xie Chenbi."
He thought that even at this point, Xie Chenbi still disliked Tan Quelu and was spreading rumors.
Tan Quelu was also taken aback.
Xie Chenbi, however, did not care at all. He looked down at them from his high position, and after a long while, his dark eyes were sinister and cold: "Young Master Zhong, you don't know yet, do you?"
"The day you fainted in the hospital."
"Chairman Zhong is so arrogant. After pulling up the surveillance footage, he deliberately ignored Tan Quelu. What an old trick of humiliation."
"Madam Zhong, you've got some serious generosity. You're giving away a million dollars every month, like a soft knife, to make Tan Quelu realize his true colors and get out of your marriage alliance."
The black-haired boy slowly walked down the steps.
With each word he uttered with a blank expression, Zhong Wan's face grew paler.
Xie Chenbi also moved a little closer to Tan Quelu.
Where were you when he was panicked and at a loss because you fainted?
Where were you when he was trembling and afraid to speak in the hospital corridor?
Where were you when he was crying to me in the car, clutching his bank card?
"President, please stop talking!"
The black-haired boy reached out and grabbed Tan Quelu, who was struggling, and forcibly pulled the familiar bank card from his pocket. The card was the one the boy wanted to return to Zhong Wan and the Zhong family to settle the score.
The brand-new card gleamed brilliantly in the sunlight.
"Did you see that, Zhong Wan?"
"He didn't spend a single penny."
Xie Chenbi raised his hand, tossed the card up, and indifferently stepped on it.
"This idiot can't even tell what's important in a breakup."
"I don't want money, I don't want things, I don't want any benefits."
"Even if I'm humiliated, I still want you to respect yourself."
"Tan Quelu, do you think you're some kind of saint, huh?"
Xie Chenbi said the last sentence when he forcibly grabbed the boy's thin wrist and forced him to look into his eyes.
The blond boy stood there, his face deathly pale.
He didn't know any of this.
...He never knew.
What kind of arranged marriage? What kind of bank card?
Zhong Wanzhen had no idea that Tan Quelu had been humiliated to this extent by the Zhong family.
No wonder.
No wonder Tan Quelu never came to the hospital during the days he was in a coma. It was the Zhong family's private hospital. No matter how worried Tan Quelu was about him, how could she be so shameless as to humiliate herself and be looked down upon by the Zhong family again?
Throughout the entire process, Tan Quelu never mentioned a single word to him.
Even when he walked all night to find him that day, the boy was still overjoyed and ran to him without any hesitation, hugging Zhong Wan and asking her questions with concern.
And what about him?
Every time I admit my mistake, every time I bow my head, I feel like I've sacrificed so much. My eyes are fixed on that pitiful bit of self-esteem in my chest, because I don't know how to love, so I'm so calculating about what I give.
How ridiculous.
Is his sacrifice something so precious?
The only truly precious thing is Elm's selfless and sincere heart.
Tan Quelu bit her lip, finally breaking free from Xie Chenbi's shackles.
The boy stared coldly at him with his clear, dark eyes, his voice defiant: "Xie Chenbi, this is between me and Awan, it has nothing to do with you!"
"None of my business?"
Xie Chenbi wanted to sneer.
Tan Quelu approached Zhong Wan and got together with her because of herself.
Now, he's actually saying that their affairs have nothing to do with him.
The black-haired boy stared at Tan Quelu, his eyes filled with an unconscious malice, and his voice was cold: "Say it again, and try."
Tan Quelu ignored him.
The boy bent down, squatted down, and stretched out his hand, his voice calm: "President, could you please lift your foot?"
Xie Chenbi paused.
Tan Quelu picked up the bank card that he had thrown away.
He stood up, bent down and carefully blew away the dust from the card, wiping it clean. Then he stepped forward, walked up to Zhong Wan, and gently handed her the bank card.
"Ah Wan, here's your card."
Zhong Wan's eyes were red and she refused to take it. After a long while, her voice was hoarse: "I'm sorry... Que Lu, I'm sorry."
He wanted to live up to his expectations.
But he always seemed to be apologizing to Elm.
"It doesn't matter."
Tan Quelu laughed, and seeing that he wouldn't accept it, she had no choice but to put the bank card back into her own pocket.
He exhaled and slowly began to speak; “I’ve been very happy with you these past few days, and I haven’t felt wronged at all… well, only a little bit last night.”
Tan Quelu made a gesture that would make her appear blacklisted in South Korea, her smile pure: "Just a little bit."
The blond boy's heart ached even more.
Tan Quelu looked at him and said, "But actually, that's not why I want to break up with you."
"I just feel a little tired."
“Every time we argue, we feel like we want to burn all our emotions away.”
"You will admit your mistakes, you will kneel down, you will say sorry, and you will buy me lots and lots of things."
"But that's not what I wanted."
"Ah Wan, I want a very, very long future."
"Can you give it to me?"
Zhong Wan felt as if a heavy hammer had struck her mind.
Tan Quelu's voice clearly entered my mind. He looked at me expectantly, as if silently asking: Zhong Wan, can you give me a future?
...I can't afford it.
He couldn't even disobey his grandfather's orders; arranged marriages were never Zhong Wan's decision alone.
Tan Quelu watched the blond boy remain silent, his face ashen.
He let out a breath, and after a long while, smiled with relief and said, "Then let's part ways for now."
"I know you can keep me locked up and make me your lover in the dark."
"But Ah Wan, can you respect my opinion?"
"I believe I deserve a bright and honorable future."
The words fell.
The blond boy resembled a frozen, cold sculpture.
I don't know how much time passed.
He finally managed a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, his eyes darting around blankly, his voice numb and hoarse: "...Okay."
Tan Quelu nodded in agreement.
The boy glanced around, took a few steps forward, and handed the yellowish-brown parasol from his bag to Wei Zhiyan.
He smiled and said, "We probably won't cross paths again. Wei, don't lose this umbrella."
Wei Zhiyan took the umbrella, gripped it tightly, and looked at him with his dark eyes: "...Are you really alright?"
Tan Quelu shook her head and said she was fine. As she left the Wei family manor, she passed by Xie Chenbi, who had been silent for a long time.
The boy turned his head, looked at him, and smiled very slightly.
"President, thank you."
"goodbye."
With a click.
The door was politely closed behind us.
The innocent-looking young man walked away, leaving behind only a silent and eerie scene.
Zhong Wan stood there with her head down, like a sculpture about to shatter.
Wei Zhiyan lowered his eyes, staring at the parasol in his hand with an unreadable expression.
Xie Chenbi's expression was gloomy and he was uneasy. He immediately opened a familiar alternate number on his phone.
After a while.
Green Tit finally posted a Weibo message.
User tqlhpl: [He's great, but I'm terrible.]
It seems like I can't see anyone but you anymore.
sorry. 】
Tan Quelu still likes him.
......Very good.
Xie Chenbi himself didn't even realize it.
When he saw this Weibo post, he felt as if he had survived a disaster, and a strange sense of relief welled up inside him.
Mingming was initially attracted to him when talking about the green peacock.
But why does he always have this premonition that he is about to lose this affection?
Xie Chenbi raised his eyes, finally deciding to no longer endure it.
The goal of the hunt is to please the predator. At this moment, every nerve in his body was telling him: catch up with Tan Quelu right now and hug her.
Make him smile only at you.
The black-haired boy turned to leave.
Zhong Wan suddenly raised her hand, grabbed his arm, and punched him hard twice without warning.
A muffled thud.
Caught off guard, Xie Chenbi staggered back two steps, his pale face turned to the side, his expression unreadable, and crimson blood dripped at his feet.
A few seconds later.
The black-haired boy turned around, slowly reached out, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Zhong Wan stared at him, her voice as cold as ice: "Why didn't you tell me?"
I already knew that Tan Quelu had been humiliated by the Zhong family.
I knew long ago that talking about the green jade would make me cry.
Why not tell Zhong Wan?
Xie Chenbi remained silent, his usually indifferent black eyes showing no emotion.
He raised his hand, offered no explanation, and slammed a punch back at Zhong Wan's face.
The dull thuds of fists colliding echoed continuously in the courtyard.
Blood dripped down, gradually staining the sandy ground of the courtyard crimson.
Zhong Wan's face was bruised and swollen, her breathing was heavy and labored, her brown eyes suddenly rolled, and she gave a disgusting, cold laugh.
"Xie Chenbi."
He smashed the other man's nose with a punch: "So it's because you like peacock green."
"I like someone else's boyfriend."
"You're even more despicable than your father's illegitimate son."
"It seems you also inherited the gene for illegitimate children."
Xie Chenbi, his face covered in blood, stomped on Zhong Wan's cheek, grinding it relentlessly, his dark eyes filled with malice: "You country bumpkin from Lingqing, do you even know what genes mean?"
"Your dad's situation is what you call a scoundrel."
"A lowly dog begets a lowly dog, a perfect match."
The fighting here is in full swing.
In the center of the courtyard not far away.
Wei Zhiyan seemed not to hear, his head down, still staring intently at the yellowish-brown parasol in his hand.
......what to do.
I like this color more and more the more I look at it.
After Tan Quelu broke up with her, the first thing he did was to give her the umbrella. Was there any hint behind this?
Does he need an umbrella?
Does he need someone to shelter him from the wind and rain?
Does he need a yellowish-brown object to lean on?
Wei Zhiyan frowned in thought, and when he glanced down, he suddenly noticed the light yellow watch he was wearing on his wrist today.
The boy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he understood all the hints in a flash—
Tan Quelu was trying to tell Wei Zhiyan:
He needs a Wei Zhiyan wearing a yellow watch to appear and immediately provide him with a shield like a parasol!
Oh my god, why didn't you say so earlier!
A note from the author:
F3: Heading off!
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They want nutrient solution now! (Ah—)
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