Chapter 75 Don't push your luck.
"Pei Muye!" Lin Xiyin said, suppressing her anger, "You're a patient now, can't you behave yourself?"
"So if I get better, you'll give me a kiss?"
To my utter surprise, Pei Muyi actually said such a thing.
But Lin Xiyin flatly refused: "How could that be! We're getting a divorce soon!"
"That's why I said, no divorce." Pei Muye's thin lips brushed against her neck.
It was as if it carried an extreme longing and dependence.
But how could that be?
Pei Muye probably just used her as a tool for sexual gratification.
It's very convenient; you can kiss whenever you want, and do whatever you want.
And it doesn't cost any money.
hehe.
Lin Xiyin pushed him away again: "If you don't want to break any more bones, then don't touch me!"
Pei Muye clutched his chest and looked down at her.
Taking the opportunity, Lin Xiyin got up and walked towards the door.
"where you go?"
"I see you're perfectly fine, you don't need anyone to take care of you at all!" Lin Xiyin picked up her things: "I hope you'll contact me as soon as possible regarding the divorce."
"Lin Xiyin!"
Lin Xiyin kept walking.
"Lin Zihao is asking me for money again, did you know that?"
These words successfully made Lin Xiyin stop in her tracks.
She turned around in disbelief: "What did you say?"
"Hey, didn't your good brother tell you that he's asking me for money again?"
Lin Xiyin was furious: "When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me? Didn't I tell you not to give him any more money!"
“You did tell me that, but he calls me brother-in-law,” Pei Muye walked over and took the bag from her. “I can’t just stand by and watch him die.”
"What do you mean by 'refusing to help someone in distress'?"
“He owes money to someone,” Pei Muye said. “If he can’t pay it back, they’ll take one of his fingers.”
Lin Xiyin couldn't believe it: "How could such a thing happen?"
"How could there not be?"
Pei Muye tossed his bag onto the sofa and bent down to straighten his cuffs.
He was wearing a hospital gown.
It's just an ordinary striped shirt, but when worn by someone else, it looks loose and shapeless.
Pei Muye, however, wore it with the feel of a high-fashion editorial.
His bowed head and downcast eyes exuded leisure and nobility, as well as confidence and arrogance that seemed to control everything.
Lin Xiyin's straight back gradually relaxed, as if her pride had been broken.
"What exactly happened?" Lin Xiyin asked. "How much money did you give him?"
“It’s a small amount for me,” Pei Muye said, “but it’s obviously not for you—assuming you’re not the young mistress of the Pei family.”
"No matter how much it is, I will pay you back."
"How will you repay me?" Pei Muye raised his eyes slightly, looking at her. "I haven't asked you yet. If we get divorced and you have to give birth to this child, how are you going to support him?"
The humiliation of being suppressed and belittled by him once again overwhelmed Lin Xiyin.
No matter when, it seemed he could easily break her pride and leave her in a sorry state.
Lin Xiyin knew that even if she took a part-time job and earned a pittance, Pei Muye would not care.
But in fact, her earning ability is above that of the average person.
Who can earn tens of thousands of yuan from a part-time job?
She can.
But for Pei Muye, tens of thousands of yuan might be something he wouldn't even pick up if it fell on the ground.
He could earn more by picking up money.
It's ironic, but it's true.
Compared to Pei Muye, Lin Xiyin was a poor man.
She was not ashamed of being poor.
When people are born into this world, some are rich and some are poor; it all depends on who they are born into.
Some people, through hard work, have also joined the ranks of the wealthy.
Lin Xiyin believes that one day, through her own efforts, she and her child will be able to live a good life.
She is not afraid of being poor.
What truly deserves contempt is laziness, baseness, and self-destructive behavior.
People like Lin Zihao don't try to earn money themselves; they just think about asking Pei Muye for it.
The key question is, what is his relationship with Pei Muye?
Does he really think that Pei Muye's brother-in-law just because he calls him brother-in-law?
Pei Muye gave the money to Lin Zihao solely to humiliate her, didn't he?
Yes, how could Pei Muye possibly respect her petty antics?
He can earn tens of millions or even hundreds of millions in minutes by signing a contract.
But is that a reason for him to look down on people?
Perhaps he doesn't look down on people.
He was simply inherently arrogant, and his words and actions revealed his arrogance and conceit.
Without realizing it.
Sure enough, they were not on the same wavelength.
Lin Xiyin looked at him and said, "I may not become rich and powerful in the future, but I will give my child a stable and peaceful life."
"Stability and peace?" Pei Muye smiled. "Isn't all of this based on a foundation of ample economic conditions?"
“Pei Muye, not everything can be bought with money.”
"Explain clearly how you plan to repay this money before saying such things."
Lin Xiyin bit her lower lip: "I will pay you back."
"how long?"
Lin Xiyin looked at him: "Pei Muye, don't push your luck!"
“You said you would pay it back yourself,” Pei Muye said. “If I can’t pay it back… then I’ll be sick and hospitalized. I ask Miss Lin to take good care of me.”
Lin Xiyin turned her face away: "I'm going out to make a phone call."
"You can play here."
"Pei Muye, I only owe you money, I didn't sell everyone to you!"
After Lin Xiyin finished speaking, she turned and left the ward.
Pei Muye's gaze followed her, unfathomable.
Lin Xiyin called Lu Xuemei.
Lu Xuemei answered quickly: "Ruanruan, why are you calling at this hour?"
Where is Lin Zihao?
"Zihao's here!" Lu Xuemei's voice was filled with joy: "This child just bought cashmere scarves for me and your dad, they're so expensive!"
Lin Xiyin tried hard to suppress her anger and said, "He has no income, so where did the money come from?"
"Xiyin, what kind of tone is that?" Lu Xuemei was displeased: "Zihao is your brother, how can you question him?"
“Yes, I question him.” Lin Xiyin said directly, “Why don’t you ask him where his money came from?”
Lin Xiyin had told Lin Zihao last time that he was not allowed to ask Pei Muye for money again.
But clearly, Lin Zihao didn't take her words to heart.
Therefore, Lin Xiyin went directly to Lu Xuemei this time: "I'm going home this afternoon, you all wait for me at home."
Lu Xuemei then said, "Okay, come back now. But talk to your brother properly, don't be sarcastic. We're all family. What's the difference between him and your own brother?"
After hanging up the phone, Lin Yiming asked from the side, "Was that Ruan Ruan calling? What did she say?"
Lu Xuemei sat on the sofa and sighed, "I don't know what's wrong with this child; her tone of voice has been off lately. Do you think she's still thinking about divorce?"
"How dare she!" Lin Yiming roared, "She's gone too far! The Pei family has such a good marriage opportunity, we couldn't find one even with a lantern, and she still wants a divorce!"
Lin Zihao came out of the room with his phone in his hand: "Uncle and Aunt, I'm going out for a bit."
“Zihao,” Lu Xuemei called to him, “Don’t go out. Your sister said she’s coming over this afternoon.”
"Is your sister coming over?" A hint of panic flashed in Lin Zihao's eyes, but he quickly smiled and said, "I'll be back soon. Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting."
"That's good. Our Zihao has always been very sensible," Lin Yiming said. "It's your sister who's always given us a lot of worry!"
Lu Xuemei said, "Alright, that's enough. When Xiyin comes back, be nicer to her and don't keep that long face."
Lin Yiming said, "I raised her all these years, what's wrong with saying a few words to her?"
“I always feel that in recent years, Xiyin has become less and less connected with us…” Lu Xuemei sighed, “I’m afraid…”
Lin Yiming said impatiently, "What are you afraid of!"
Lu Xuemei glared at him: "What do you think I'm afraid of!"
Lin Zihao changed his shoes at the door and said, "Aunt and Uncle, don't be afraid, no one else knows about this..."
"Alright, alright, stop talking," Lu Xuemei said. "Come back soon."
After Lin Zihao left, Lu Xuemei said, "I still feel scared when I think about it now. Luckily, it was Zihao who heard it. If it had been Xiyin..."
"So what? We've raised her for so many years..."
"Shut up!" Lu Xuemei said, "Keep this to yourself and don't say another word about it!"
Lin Yiming reluctantly shut his mouth, and after a while said, "In short, we absolutely cannot let her divorce Mu Ye. I think Zihao is right. The Pei family is so wealthy and powerful that even a little bit of their wealth could make us rich and powerful. If our daughter marries into their family, shouldn't we, as parents, live a good life?"
Lu Xuemei actually felt that her family's life had become much better since Lin Xiyin married into the Pei family.
Otherwise, given their family's circumstances—Lin Yiming is ill, Lin Zihao is in college, and they've bought a house—how could they possibly be so well-off?
But it can't compare to the wealthy.
But if Lin Xiyin gets divorced, their lives will only go downhill from now on.
Lu Xuemei said, "Don't worry, no matter what, I will not agree to their divorce."
After finishing her phone call, Lin Xiyin stood in the corridor for a while before returning to her ward.
However, she didn't say another word.
Pei Muye waited for her to come in before pressing the call button to summon the doctor.
The doctor arrived quickly, examined him, and said, "Take plenty of rest, and don't move the fractured area."
He even went to see Lin Xiyin specifically: "Take good care of her family."
Lin Xiyin stood at the foot of the bed and said, "Thank you."
After the doctor left, Lin Xiyin said, "Just call me if you need anything."
After saying that, she went to sit on the sofa, leaving Pei Muyi with only her back to him.
Pei Muye spoke up, "I want to drink water."
Lin Xiyin hesitated for a moment, then said, "You seem to be able to move around freely, right?"
"You heard the doctor say I should rest more."
Lin Xiyin had no choice but to get up, pour him a glass of water, and hand it to him.
Pei Muye didn't reach out: "My hand is injured too, and I don't have any strength right now."
Your hands are injured too? Weren't your hands quite strong when you were pressing her down to kiss her before?
"Pei Muye!"
Pei Muye remained silent, quietly leaning against the headboard, his deep eyes fixed on Lin Xiyin.
Putting everything else aside, Pei Muye's face is actually more handsome than those of the top celebrities in the entertainment industry.
Especially those eyes, when they look at people deeply, it's as if they're filled with immense affection.
Lin Xiyin felt that if he wanted to, he could make women flock to him with just a glance.
She was once one of them.
But now, she has developed immunity and will not fall into the same trap again.
Lin Xiyin kept a straight face, handed the water glass to his lips, and fed him a few sips.
Pei Muye drank it, then suddenly coughed. Lin Xiyin's hand trembled, and half a cup of water spilled onto Pei Muye's chest.
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