Chapter 249: I Miss You So Much
"Oh my god, someone with inside information actually revealed that the previous plagiarism incident of Pei Group was maliciously framed by Lu Yibai..."
"What a big melon! Lu Yibai of the Lu Group was exposed for maliciously slandering Pei Xingzhi for plagiarism..."
"Oh my god, is this true? Lu Yibai was exposed to have teamed up with Weilan Studio to deliberately frame Pei Xingzhi..."
"Lu Yibai took advantage of Pei's Group's most difficult time! Oh my god, real business wars are so terrible..."
The internet was flooded with news about Lu Yibai deliberately framing the Pei Group. Pei Xingzhi randomly watched a few videos, and each one was a marketing account's report on the incident.
The netizens in the comment section cursed more foully than each other.
[Lu Yibai, your mother is dead. 】
[You damn bitch, can you please let Pei Xingzhi and Pei Dahua go? What did these young couple do to you that you have to kill them all? 】
[You beast, born by a mother but not raised by her...get off the earth right now!] 】
[Lu Yibai, how can you, a Phoenix man who steps on women to get to the top, have the nerve to target our Pei Xingzhi? I really want to slap you a few times and turn you into a piece of shit! 】
[You shameless bastard, are you jealous of Pei Xingzhi’s handsomeness and talent? After all, Pei Group was just a startup project that Pei Xingzhi came up with out of boredom when he was in college! 】
[Hehe, even though the Lu Group is now number 1 in Yuncheng, compared with the Pei Group at its peak, it is like a mosquito hitting a cannon. 】
There were many comments like this. Pei Xingzhi casually glanced through them for a while and then turned off his phone.
"Um……"
Pei Ye was a restless sleeper, always tossing and groaning.
Pei Xingzhi turned sideways and lay facing Pei Ye, while raising his hand and gently patting Pei Ye's belly.
"Hmm..." Pei Ye frowned and groaned again. His short and fat hands scratched his stomach twice. He accidentally touched Pei Xingzhi and took the initiative to open his palms and grab Pei Xingzhi's fingers.
Pei Ye was satisfied when he finally held something in his palm, and his brows relaxed in relief.
“Heh… huh…”
He slept soundly with his mouth slightly open, and occasionally snored softly.
"Huh," Pei Xingzhi looked at the mischievous little kid and couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Brat." He moved his fingers that were tightly held by Pei Ye and cursed quietly.
Pei Ye let him scold him and was too lazy to even move.
Pei Xingzhi looked at his round face and could clearly see a layer of fine hairs on his skin through the light.
"Little brat, do you miss your mother?"
Pei Xingzhi curled the corners of his lips, his face was clearly smiling, but his eyes were filled with wet mist.
“…”
Pei Ye was sleeping so soundly that he couldn't answer his question. So he asked himself and answered his own questions.
"I think."
"I miss her so much."
The thought of not being able to close my eyes or go to sleep in her room made me afraid.
He thought that strong longing should bring about impulse and collapse, but he never expected that when his longing for Xie Zhaoyuan accumulated to the extreme, the first emotion that emerged was fear.
He was afraid of being alone, afraid of seeing anything related to Xie Zhaoyuan, and afraid of returning to his and Xie Zhaoyuan's room. He struggled so hard for a whole day and night, and until now he dared not close his eyes and sleep.
If Pei Ye hadn't been with him, he would have felt panic just lying there quietly.
"Ayuan, are you okay?" He raised his right hand, looked at the plain yet shiny wedding ring on his ring finger, and asked with a sob.
…
There was silence in the room, and his Ayuan was unable to answer his question.
He smiled bitterly and wanted to ask something else, but he felt that those questions were not good.
Xie Zhaoyuan is not a person who likes to give up on herself. Even if Qin Wushuang imprisoned her, she would definitely try her best to escape. So Pei Xingzhi didn't want to ask these miserable questions, and Xie Zhaoyuan wouldn't like it either.
"Ayuan, you must eat well, sleep well, take good care of yourself, and always stay in the best condition." He raised his tone slightly to make his voice sound less pitiful.
"Qin Wushuang is nothing. He can't take you away from me. You have to be well over there, and I have to be well over here too."
"I will take good care of Xiang Xiang and my parents, and I will also deal with all those who need to be dealt with according to our plan! I will also personally find Qin Wushuang's lair and bring you home!"
“…”
His Ayuan could not hear him, nor could he give him any answer, but would quietly grant him a good dream, allowing him to have a good rest before getting ready.
…
The sky was bright and it was already half past ten in the morning.
But Xie Zhaoyuan was still curled up in the quilt, with no intention of getting up.
"Xiao Song?" Aunt Bai stood outside the door and came to call Xie Zhaoyuan to get up for the fifth time.
"Xiao Song, are you awake? Do you want to have breakfast?"
“…”
There was no movement in the room.
"Xiao Song?" Aunt Bai raised her right hand, struggling over whether to knock on the door.
"Is Xiaosong still not awake?"
Qin Wushuang's voice suddenly rang out behind him.
Aunt Bai was startled and quickly withdrew her hand to make way for Qin Wushuang.
"Not yet. I've called Xiaosong several times but he didn't respond."
"No response means Xiaosong hasn't woken up yet." Qin Wushuang glanced at her expressionlessly, "Xiaosong has loved sleeping in since she was a child, especially in winter. It's cold outside in winter, and she likes to stay in bed and not get up."
"Then...should I bring breakfast in?" Aunt Bai was a little undecided.
Qin Wushuang: "Send it. Xiaosong will eat by himself when he is hungry."
Aunt Bai: "Then I'll go and bring breakfast up now."
After saying that, he turned and left the living room, walking quickly downstairs.
Qin Wushuang took two steps forward, raised his hand to hold the door handle, and gently pressed it down——
The door lock didn't budge.
"Hmph..." Qin Wushuang raised his eyebrows, curled his lips and smiled lightly, then reached into his coat pocket and took out a pitch-black key from it.
He inserted the key into the door lock and turned it twice to the left, and the door opened easily.
"...How did you open it?" Xie Zhaoyuan had already sat up from the bed, looking at him with horror on his face.
He shook the key in his hand and said proudly, "I have modified all the doors in this villa. No matter how you lock them, I can open them with the key."
“…”
Xie Zhaoyuan glared at him with resentment, and after a moment, he fell headfirst into the quilt.
"Neuropathy……"
Qin Wushuang was not angry even after being scolded, but laughed happily.
"Are you hungry, Xiaosong? Do you want to eat something before going back to sleep?"
Xie Zhaoyuan: "Get lost!"
Qin Wushuang: "No, Xiaosong, get up first. I'll show you something."
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