He Xiao took Pei Wenqing to the garage to see his motorcycle.
The boy's attention was quickly drawn, and he became eager to try it out.
"That's so cool, bro! Let me try it!" Pei Wenqing's eyes lit up.
He Xiao leaned against the motorcycle, his eyes sweeping over him with disdain: "Tch! Are you even an adult? Do you even have a license to ride a motorcycle?"
Pei Wenqing, who is two years younger than the age of adulthood: "..."
"Can I sit on it and try it without starting it?" No teenager can resist the temptation of a motorcycle, and Pei Wenqing is no exception.
He Xiao crossed his arms and glanced indifferently at Shen Linyue, who was following behind the two. He really wanted to provoke her. Look, this guy is just a childish brat. Let's see if you still like him!
However, he only thought about it in his heart.
Meeting Pei Wenqing's expectant eyes, He Xiao suddenly had an idea and said with a smile, "If you promise me one thing, I'll let you ride a motorcycle."
Pei Wenqing immediately agreed and foolishly leaned in to listen.
As a result, his brows furrowed the very next second after he finished listening.
"Why should I stay away from my aunt? I really like her," Pei Wenqing said honestly.
He Xiao: "..." This kid is not to be trifled with, he just blurts out whatever comes to mind!
Sensing Shen Linyue's gaze, He Xiao frowned and tried to salvage the situation: "Bullshit, is that what I meant? As expected of a foreign kid, his reading comprehension is so poor."
Pei Wenqing: "..." Although he is of mixed race, he attends a Chinese language school, okay?
He wanted to explain a few things, but He Xiao changed the subject while he was speaking: "Will you sit or not? I'll let you twist the accelerator a couple more times."
"Sit down!" Pei Wenqing was successfully moved.
Only Shen Linyue looked at He Xiao with a strange expression, not understanding the silly boy's thought process.
Is she trying to isolate Pei Wenqing? Or does she just not want her to be nice to Pei Wenqing?
However, since he also knew he had some sense of shame, Shen Linyue didn't say anything.
...
In the afternoon, Shen Linyue followed Pei Wenqing to visit He Xiao's gift room.
It was a true gift room, containing all the gifts he had received from age one to eighteen, ranging from large to small and all kinds.
Pei Wenqing, who had little experience with such things, was dazzled and kept exclaiming in amazement from the moment he entered.
"Brother, is this a tiger-headed doll?" Pei Wenqing asked, holding up a rag doll about the size of an arm. "Why does it look so old?"
Most of the toys in the toy room were brand new, except for this tiger-head doll, which was a bit old and that's why it caught Pei Wenqing's attention.
Shen Linyue looked over upon hearing this. It was the first time she had ever heard that the huge He family actually had a separate room for He Xiao to store his toys.
Following Pei Wenqing, they looked at He Xiao curiously; this doll was completely out of character with him.
He Xiao: "..." How come this kid always manages to hit his sore spots so precisely?
He took a deep breath to calm himself down from the idea of beating him up, but his eyes involuntarily swept over Shen Linyue's face.
"This belongs to Lao He, not mine." He Xiao pursed his lips, snatched the tiger-head doll, and quickly stuffed it into the cardboard box.
He felt a little embarrassed after saying that. He originally wanted to say it was a dog, but wouldn't that be comparing himself to a dog? So he decisively dragged Lao He into it.
Pei Wenqing opened his mouth wide, his eyes filled with astonishment and surprise: "No way, I don't think my uncle is that kind of person."
He Liyu is too aloof, it's the kind of coldness that emanates from within, and who wouldn't be intimidated if they met him?
But would someone like that like a tiger-head doll? Considering how old the doll is, and that he often sleeps with it... well, it's normal for a person to have some contrasting traits.
Pei Wenqing quickly comforted himself.
He Xiao nodded seriously: "Very few people know about this. Don't ask Old He. He has his pride too."
Pei Wenqing readily agreed, and the two brothers made the decision happily.
Only Shen Linyue thought: "?" Have they forgotten about me?
Besides, isn't Xiao Qing too easy to fool? Then, her gaze towards He Xiao carried a hint of reproach, forbidding him from corrupting the child.
But that tiger-headed doll... Shen Linyue couldn't help but take a second look at it.
...
He Liyu, who was processing emails in his study, suddenly sneezed.
I pinched the bridge of my nose, and just then my phone vibrated.
It was Assistant Ji calling. He Liyu frowned slightly as he answered, and the assistant's anxious voice came through.
"Boss, Chen Jiayao, whom you asked me to keep an eye on, had an accident at work today!"
He Liyu's eyes darkened. "What's going on?"
Assistant Ji was also speechless: "He was hit by a flowerpot falling from the third floor when he was about to leave the office. When I got the news and rushed over with people, he was already being treated."
“I also had someone check the flower pots. Only the cleaning staff were there at the time, but the cleaning staff insisted that she hadn’t touched the flower pots, so I suspect that someone wanted to harm Chen Jiayao.”
He Liyu's gaze fell on an email on the computer, his eyes even colder than before. After listening to his assistant's retelling, he let out a cold laugh after a long while.
"Have someone keep an eye on Chen Ming, and also have someone keep an eye on the Chen family. As for Chen Jiayao, make sure he wakes up."
Assistant Ji: ?
Does this mean he should find a doctor to examine Chen Jiayao's brain?
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away," Assistant Ji said.
After hanging up the phone, He Liyu's smile vanished completely, his eyes unreadable.
Some people are getting restless and want to take action against the Chen family. Why now? Is it because they suspect the Chen family of leaking some unknown information about him?
He Liyu analyzed the situation rationally before turning his attention back to the computer screen.
[Autopsy Report Analysis... Patient Name: Xie Lin...]
Upon seeing this, he made another phone call.
The call was quickly connected, and a middle-aged man's voice came from the other end, "Who is this?"
"Village Chief, it's me, He Liyu."
...
Pei Wenqing had excellent energy; even the eighteen-year-old He Xiao, who was at the peak of his energy, couldn't keep up with him.
After seeing He Xiao's toy room, he kept asking He Xiao to take him for a ride on his motorcycle.
Shen Linyue, who was left behind, didn't care. Seeing that He Xiao's mood had recovered well, she was happier than anyone else.
Thinking of something, she decided to go up and see He Liyu, as she always felt that the two of them seemed like lonely people.
He Liyu was still sitting behind his unchanging desk, processing documents, while Shen Linyue stared at the scene, lost in thought.
It seems that every time we meet, it takes place in the study?
He Liyu wasn't surprised to see her. He glanced at her empty back and asked with concern, "Did they go out?"
Shen Linyue raised an eyebrow. "How did you know? Does President He have surveillance cameras?"
He Liyu met her teasing gaze and smiled helplessly. The suppressed emotions in his heart dissipated, and he stood up to pour her a glass of warm water.
“There are no surveillance cameras, and Ah Xiao’s car is very noisy; it’s hard for me not to hear it,” he explained patiently.
Shen Linyue paused for a moment, then laughed: "May I ask you a question, Mr. He?"
Upon hearing the title "President He," He Liyu raised an eyebrow.
Shen Linyue continued, "I heard from your son that you need to hold a tiger-head doll to fall asleep?"
He Liyu: "..."
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