Chapter 58 Chapter 58 “I have no place to live, how can I…
Uncle Chen caught a glimpse of the knife's shadow, shut his mouth in fear, and waited with her.
Zhang Shurui got up and went into the kitchen to fill another bowl for himself. When he came out and found him still standing there, he asked habitually, "Working overtime?"
Pei Lanqing put down the phone awkwardly, "It's not about work."
He turned around, picked up his coat from the sofa, and prepared to go out. When he reached the entrance, he hesitated for a moment, "Do you want to go home first?"
Zhang Shurui lives across the street. Originally, they shared a house, but his sister was admitted to a university in the capital last year and always came to visit him on weekends. For convenience, the two of them lived separately.
Zhang Shurui almost spit in his face after hearing this. He asked back, "Can you wait until the people finish eating?"
Pei Lanqing knew it was wrong to kick someone out in the middle of a meal, but he wasn't sure where Lin Qianyuan planned to meet, so to avoid being abrupt, he spoke again, "Maybe someone will be here later."
Zhang Shurui looked up, seeing how desolate he looked, and couldn't help but ask, "Who?"
Pei Lanqing specializes in criminal defense. Due to his profession, he's able to remain calm in the face of any unexpected courtroom situation. Over time, this can lead to an overly rational nature, resulting in minimal expression in private. He possesses a commanding presence without anger, and a certain aloofness.
Zhang Shurui had a vague guess in his mind, but he felt it was impossible and lacked confidence. "Lin Qianyuan?"
Pei Lanqing was not surprised that he would guess, "Yes."
Zhang Shurui was stunned, as if he had been hit by a hammer. "Why did she come to see you?"
Pei Lanqing's eyes dimmed slightly. He lowered his head to look at the coat in his arms and smiled bitterly. "It should be a divorce."
"Wait," Zhang Shurui raised his hand to signal him to stop. He was a little confused at the moment and stood there stupidly. "Pei Lanqing, I have a question for you."
"If a person wants to divorce, does he have to get married first?"
After saying that, he put down his bowl and chopsticks in disbelief and asked, "When did you get married?"
Pei Lanqing received a reminder on his phone and said, "I'm going out first."
Zhang Shurui stared at the door as it closed. For a moment, he was shocked. How could they get married? It wasn't like they were eating. He picked up his chopsticks, still looking a little unsettled.
Pei Lanqing took the elevator downstairs.
This building was very close to the gate of the residential complex. As I passed the guardhouse, the security guard on duty poked his head out of the window and said in a familiar tone, "Lawyer Pei isn't working overtime tonight."
Pei Lanqing paused at this point and smiled at him, "There's not much to do today."
The security guard nodded and said with concern, "You can't have so many things to do every day. It's a good time for you to take a break."
Pei Lanqing agreed and walked out of the community.
The security guard watched him leave. Since he didn't drive, he assumed he was going to buy groceries nearby. Then, he glimpsed a car parked on the other side of the road and gossiped with his colleagues, "What do you think that car is doing? Is it waiting for someone? It's been parked here for a long time, and no one has seen it go by."
After he finished speaking, he didn't hear any response. He turned around and saw his colleagues using their mobile phones to zoom in and take photos. They praised it endlessly, "Bentley, this is a Bentley."
“…” The security guard laughed, pretending that he didn’t know that he had been filming for nearly ten minutes.
Lin Qianyuan twirled the dagger in her hand, not understanding how anyone could chat with him. What was so funny about it? She put the dagger away silently.
Pei Lanqing recognized the license plate, took two quick steps around the rear of the car, raised his hand, and gently knocked on the inside window.
Uncle Chen glanced over here quietly, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground. It would be good if he could find Pei Lanqing, otherwise he was really afraid that someone would die tonight.
Lin Qianyuan lowered the window and made eye contact with the person outside the car. In a flash, he avoided the gaze, lowered his head and took a step back.
Lin Qianyuan looked at him quietly. His gentle features were the same as when they first met, but more mature and steady. He was wearing a suit in classic black and white. He had no tie, and his jacket was draped neatly over his arm, low-key and elegant.
Maybe because he just came out of the house, he was not dressed so formally, with the sleeves of his white shirt slightly folded up and two buttons on the collar undone, which made him look inexplicably restrained and alluring.
Lin Qianyuan's eyes flashed slightly and he got out of the car with his cell phone.
Pei Lanqing saw her outfit clearly and confirmed that she was the person he had met this afternoon. His heart moved, and the thought that he had thought about countless times suddenly came out of his mouth, "Will you... leave in the future?"
Lin Qianyuan raised her eyes slightly, unable to guess why he asked this, so she answered: "I can't say for sure."
Pei Lanqing's eyes darkened, fleetingly, as if the words just now were just a small talk. He lowered his eyes and whispered softly, "Where are we going to talk?"
Lin Qianyuan turned her head and looked into the community again, "Your home." She said it naturally, but in her heart she was trying hard to suppress the discomfort. This was just his home and had nothing to do with her.
Pei Lanqing thought of Zhang Shurui and frowned as he was about to speak.
Lin Qianyuan calmly fixed his gaze on his face and smiled, "Inconvenient?"
"Is there anyone else in your family?"
She remembered that he lived alone.
Lin Qianyuan's heart turned colder, and it was even worse for her already out-of-control desire to destroy. Her face showed no emotion, and she showed no reluctance. "Then let's find a place to talk."
She thought the studio in the small building was pretty good.
Lin Qianyuan opened the car door and pulled it away, but the door was suddenly pressed down again by someone. The force was not strong but it was not formidable.
"That's convenient," Pei Lanqing stood in front of her and explained briefly, "There is indeed someone else at home. He stayed home for dinner before we called, and he might not have left yet. If you don't mind, let's go home and talk."
Pei Lanqing said a little nervously, "Are you going?"
Lin Qianyuan looked at him. The word "home" in his words had no qualifiers. She slowed down and rationally agreed, "Yes."
Pei Lanqing stepped aside to make room for her and walked towards the gate of the community with her. When they passed the guard room again, he forgot to say hello. Instead, he glanced into the window at Lin Qianyuan without any emotion.
The security guard closed the window subconsciously. He was just wondering why Lawyer Pei didn't work overtime tonight. It seemed that he had an appointment at home. This man is so rich, but he still commits crimes?
A colleague standing by looked at their backs, his thoughts completely different from his own. "Will lawyers also be kept by others?"
The security guard wanted to roll his eyes, but suddenly patted his shoulder and said righteously, "You think Lawyer Pei is you, how could he do such a thing."
A colleague murmured, "Lawyer Pei's eyes are practically glued to that lady, and he still says no."
The security guard waved his hand dismissively and pushed open the window. "If you don't believe me, just ask tomorrow."
My colleague is also stubborn and not afraid at all, “Just ask.”
In the apartment building.
The two elevators at the entrance were both pointing down. Lin Qianyuan folded his arms across his chest, as if he was bored waiting for the elevator. He asked lazily, "Do you know them?"
Pei Lanqing stared intently at the floor numbers jumping up and down. When he heard her words, he looked over and asked, "What?"
The elevator door opened at this moment, and there was no one inside.
Lin Qianyuan glanced at him, put down his hand, and walked in. "They seem to be very familiar with you."
Pei Lanqing entered the elevator a step slower than her. Suddenly reacting, he smiled at her and said, "I usually work overtime and come home late. I might have accidentally made you look familiar."
Lin Qianyuan nodded, not seeming to care much, and raised his chin, "You didn't press the floor."
"..." Pei Lanqing felt blushing for the first time in a long time, and stepped forward to press the floor button.
Lin Qianyuan looked at him, standing behind him all the time, without saying a word.
Zhang Shurui had been lying by the door frame. When he heard the sound of the combination lock opening, he quickly moved away from the entrance, sat back at the dining table, and lowered his head to adjust his clothes.
The door was pushed open the next second. He stood up and walked into the aisle, wanting to greet someone in a friendly manner. When he raised his hand, he realized he didn't know how to address the person, and his face looked a little embarrassed.
Pei Lanqing looked at him, then turned back and whispered to Lin Qianyuan, "No need to change shoes."
"Yeah," Lin Qianyuan didn't lower his head.
She was looking around the house. The night lights were warm yellow, and the few pots of green plants that came into view were small but full of vitality. The style was obviously comfortable and clean.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in her sight. She nodded slightly and took the initiative to introduce herself, "Lin Qianyuan."
Zhang Shurui's frozen smile fluttered. Knowing that she had long since recovered her hearing, he responded naturally, "Zhang Shurui, Pei Lanqing's friend."
When Lin Qianyuan heard his name, her eyes narrowed slightly. After a few seconds, she calmly looked away.
Pei Lanqing was looking at her and leaned over to ask, "Have you had dinner?"
Lin Qianyuan raised her head and met his gaze, "No."
She smelled the aroma from the kitchen, and thinking about what he said about eating at home, she frowned and asked him before he could speak, "Did you make it?"
Her voice was not loud. Pei Lanqing moved closer to her and listened again, "Yes."
Lin Qianyuan was a little unhappy and didn't say anything.
Pei Lanqing noticed that she seemed to be in a bad mood, so he asked tentatively, "Would you like to try some chicken noodle soup?"
Lin Qianyuan lowered his eyes and nodded, then went to wait at the dining table.
Zhang Shurui lagged behind her, full of doubts. How could these two people look like they were going to get divorced?
Although he didn't know the reason why they separated, he thought that the fate between them was like that withered bouquet of white agarwood. When the flowering period came, no amount of care would be of any use.
Thinking of this, he looked across at the person seemingly casually. The person opposite him seemed to be in a trance and did not notice him.
Apart from today, he had only seen her face once, and it was not much different from what he remembered. Her temperament was still unique and noble.
Away from the workplace, he rarely saw someone with such a strong aura. He looked even more serious than he did at that time, so serious that he thought he was in court.
Zhang Shurui lowered his head and stopped looking.
Pei Lanqing walked out of the kitchen and placed the bowl of chicken noodle soup in front of Lin Qianyuan, then handed her a pair of chopsticks. After finishing everything, he sat down next to her.
Pei Lanqing didn't pick up his chopsticks. His mind was on the person next to him, wondering what she would say later.
Lin Qianyuan didn't pick up her chopsticks either, because this noodle was not originally made for her. She tried to avoid the person opposite her from her sight, otherwise she would feel uncomfortable.
Zhang Shurui was already feeling unwell. Sitting opposite the two of them, he couldn't eat a single bite of his food.
He felt that he was at work at the moment and just wanted to understand what the demands of both parties were and then mediate. After all, mediation is a necessary procedure for divorce.
Finally, Zhang Shurui couldn't sit still anymore and spoke up first, "I suddenly remembered that I have some work to do. You guys eat, I'll go back first."
Pei Lanqing raised his head but did not stand up to see him off. Soon, he heard the sound of the door closing.
The atmosphere fell silent. After a few seconds, Lin Qianyuan pushed away her bowl and chopsticks. "I don't want to eat this." Pei Lanqing glanced at her, then lowered his gaze and asked gently, "What do you want to eat?"
Lin Qianyuan couldn't think of anything for the moment, so he just kept repeating, "Anyway, I don't eat this."
She was extremely stubborn, but Pei Lanqing didn't ask any questions and didn't get angry. He opened the refrigerator without complaint and silently looked for ingredients to cook again.
Lin Qianyuan sat at the dining table for a while, then walked to the kitchen door. The kitchen door was closed, and through the frosted glass, she saw his busy figure.
Lin Qianyuan put his hand on the door handle, hesitant.
Before returning home, she was always afraid that he would file for divorce as soon as she returned. She didn't know how to deal with this situation and couldn't let go, but he didn't owe her anything. It was she who said such harsh words.
In fact, what Liang Siyu said was true. She was just avoiding the problem. She used up all her courage to actively test his attitude tonight, and there was no more left.
Her mind was recalling what he had just done, and she couldn't make any judgment. She couldn't tell whether he was being nice to her or if he was just a good person.
Lin Qianyuan retracted his hand and turned to leave.
The kitchen door was opened from the inside. She looked over subconsciously, then quickly lowered her eyes.
"Lin Qianyuan," Pei Lanqing grabbed her wrist, frowning slightly, "Did something happen to you?"
He saw that she was crying.
Lin Qianyuan kept her head down. "No," she said without moving, whispering, "Let go."
Pei Lanqing released his hand and walked around to her. She raised her head, and he looked into her eyes intently. Then he leaned over and hugged her, "Don't cry, okay?"
Lin Qianyuan couldn't bear to hear him talking to her in that tone, so she leaned into his arms and cried even harder. Tears streamed down her face, but she restrained herself from making any sound, her hands hanging down at her sides.
Pei Lanqing hugged her tightly with heartache. When she recovered a little, he looked down at her and asked, "Did something happen to you?"
He bent down to wipe away her tears, gently but firmly, "Talk to me, maybe I can think of a solution."
Lin Qianyuan held his raised wrist, tears gleaming in her eyes, "I have no place to live, what should I do?"
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Author's comment: Guard: Are you kidding me? You're driving a Bentley, aren't you? [Tao Zhe holds his forehead and laughs]
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