Chapter 52 Letting Luo Xiaoran Follow the Master...
Chapter 52
Luo Xiaoran kept looking at Chu Xingli.
He acted as if he didn't see Pei Jianian at all, even though Pei Jianian was standing in front of him, smiling and greeting him.
Despite being deliberately ignored by Luo Xiaoran, Pei Jianian didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he waved warmly to Chu Lianqing and Gu Zezhou, saying, "Big brother, how have you been?"
Chu Lianqing stood with his hands behind his back and nodded slightly.
Pei Jianian's gaze fell on Gu Zezhou, who was standing next to Chu Lianqing, and he asked in confusion, "Who is this...?"
Gu Zezhou could clearly sense that neither of his two friends liked this new "friend" very much.
Therefore, when asked who he was, Gu Zezhou simply raised his eyelids slightly and gave a casual self-introduction: "Gu Zezhou."
"Oh? Director Gu from Neurosurgery?" Pei Jianian seemed to have heard of Gu Zezhou's name before, and smiled as she extended her hand to him. "I've long admired your name."
Throughout history, the principle of "not hitting a smiling face" has rarely failed.
Seeing Pei Jianian's abrupt attempt to shake hands, Gu Zezhou naturally felt somewhat uncomfortable.
However, since he was unsure whether the relationship between Uncle Chu and Pei Jianian was good or bad, he could only give him some face and raised his hand to shake Pei Jianian's hand in return: "Hello."
After greeting everyone around him, Pei Jianian returned to Chu Xingli and smiled gently, "Xingli, why do I feel like you don't remember me?"
Chu Xingli's heart skipped a beat, and she hesitated to speak.
He glanced at his older brother, unsure whether he should tell the truth.
Chu Xingli truly had no recollection of Pei Jianian ever appearing in his past life.
There was no trace of it.
Naturally, they were unsure whether or not they should let the other party know their private affairs.
Chu Hengjiang and Pei Jianian's father were old friends, and Chu Hengjiang had watched Pei Jianian grow up.
Since my old friend passed away unexpectedly, and this child went abroad to study a few years ago, we haven't seen each other much. It's quite unexpected to meet him at the airport today.
“Jianian, you’ve known Xingli for so many years, and you know he’s always been a very easygoing person,” Chu Hengjiang said, trying to smooth things over for his son. “He’ll get used to it in a few days.”
Chu Hengjiang often saw the shadow of his old friend in Pei Jianian and couldn't bear to be too cold to him.
Thinking that I could take better care of Pei Jianian on a regular basis, I felt that it would be a way to comfort my deceased friend's spirit in heaven.
However, as a business tycoon who has overcome numerous obstacles in the business world, Chu Hengjiang's judgment is beyond question.
He was able to prioritize his own children's comfort while also considering Pei Jianian's well-being, rather than forcing them to accept the friendship in a constrained manner.
Pei Jianian smiled and responded to Chu Hengjiang, then continued speaking to Chu Xingli:
"Xingli, tomorrow is my birthday, do you remember?"
Chu Xingli struggles to even remember his own birthday, let alone the birthday of someone as unrelated as Pei Jianian.
As soon as Pei Jianian finished speaking, Chu Xingli shook his head: "I don't remember."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Pei Jianian very seriously.
Noticing Chu Xingli's actions, Luo Xiaoran unconsciously slowed his breathing.
I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
In fact, Chu Xingli was not attracted to Pei Jianian by his appearance or any other merits.
Instead, he felt that... Pei Jianian seemed to be testing him.
Seeing Chu Xingli staring at him, Pei Jianian also noticed Chu Xingli's thoughts, and suddenly smiled helplessly: "Xingli, you are still the same as when you were a child, you can't hide anything in your heart."
Chu Xingli's impression of Pei Jianian was rather average to begin with.
Hearing him speak to her in such an intimate tone made Chu Xingli feel even more uncomfortable.
During the conversation, Chu Xingli was also observing Old Chu's attitude towards Pei Jianian.
Knowing that although he didn't particularly like him, Old Master Chu seemed to appreciate Pei Jianian quite a bit, so he didn't let the atmosphere get too cold: "It's alright."
"So you'll be coming to my birthday dinner tomorrow, right? My parents are gone, I have no family left." Pei Jianian was adept at manipulating words and people's hearts, making it impossible for Chu Xingli to refuse.
Chu Xingli was stunned, and tried hard to find traces of Pei Jianian's background in the fragmented memories in her mind.
Unfortunately, his brain was severely damaged in the car accident, and he couldn't remember anything about it.
Fortunately, Pei Jianian did not waste too much time on Chu Xingli.
"Xiao Ran, you'll be coming too, right?" Pei Jianian naturally extended an invitation to Luo Xiao Ran as well.
His attitude seemed very sincere.
It seemed that if it weren't for the need to be polite and proper, he would have grasped Luo Xiaoran's hand and earnestly asked him to attend.
Chu Xingli had difficulty concentrating, and after a moment of distraction, she easily suppressed the suffocating feeling in her heart.
They could even silently admire Pei Jianian for going to such lengths to personally invite everyone so that Luo Xiaoran could attend his birthday party.
She did this so that her invitation to Luo Xiaoran wouldn't seem so abrupt.
"Jianian, don't worry, we'll all come to celebrate your birthday." Chu Hengjiang patted Pei Jianian's shoulder, and thinking of his old friend, he couldn't help but feel sad.
With Chu Hengjiang's words, Chu Xingli and Chu Hengjiang tacitly agreed that the other party would attend Pei Jianian's birthday banquet at his house the next day.
*
That night, Chu Xingli, who was usually prone to drowsiness and dizziness due to the aftereffects, had an unusual insomnia.
He tossed and turned in bed for half the night, thinking and imagining what it would be like for Luo Xiaoran to be with Pei Jianian in the future.
But whether it was due to resistance or some other reason, Chu Xingli couldn't imagine a single scene.
The moment he realized that Luo Xiaoran would eventually have a life with someone else, his heartstrings felt as if they were being tightened, making it hard to breathe.
Chu Xingli admitted that it was impossible not to be moved during the time he spent with Luo Xiaoran.
That's why he wanted to carefully vet Luo Xiaoran.
If the protagonist (the bottom) is truly unworthy of Luo Xiaoran, then he wouldn't allow Luo Xiaoran to be with the protagonist (the bottom).
After all, his first impression of Pei Jianian, the protagonist, was... not very good.
Chu Xingli hates people who touch her without permission.
But if Luo Xiaoran really likes it, he has no right to interfere and should rightfully offer his blessings.
Chu Xingli thought to herself.
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The next morning, Chu Xingli, with her messy, tousled hair, squatted by the litter box waiting for Boxing King to finish taking care of his business. After emerging with a trembling left hind paw, she opened a can of delicious cat food and placed it in front of Boxing King.
Following its master Frozen Pear's teachings, the little guy meowed as it ate, giving back emotional value to its owner who provided the delicious meal.
Chu Xingli looked back at Luo Xiaoran's room door more than a dozen times.
They didn't even wait for the room's owner to open the door.
He couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Luo Xiaoran usually goes to bed early and gets up early, but today is strange; it's almost noon and he still hasn't gotten up.
Could it be that she made a gift for Pei Jianian by hand in her room?
That's incredibly sincere.
Chu Xingli recalled that the atmosphere between Luo Xiaoran and Pei Jianian was not quite right at the airport yesterday.
Looking back now, I realize there were signs all along.
Chu Xingli, holding her three cats, nestled on the sofa waiting for Luo Xiaoran to get up.
And so another hour or so passed.
Could something have happened?
The aftereffects of the car accident caused Chu Xingli a certain degree of anxiety. She often thought about all sorts of dangerous things, either imagining them for herself or worrying that something might happen to her family.
Thinking of this, Chu Xingli quickly moved the three kittens to the sofa, stood up, and strode towards Luo Xiaoran's room.
He had just raised his hand to knock on the door.
Luo Xiaoran then opened the door from the inside.
"You're awake." Chu Xingli breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, nothing happened.
However, Luo Xiaoran was in very poor condition.
"Didn't you sleep well?" Chu Xingli asked worriedly.
My gaze followed Luo Xiaoran's arm downwards.
He had gotten into the habit of checking the injury on Luo Xiaoran's finger every morning to make sure it was okay before he could feel at ease.
Luo Xiaoran probably really didn't sleep well.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his slightly hoarse voice made Chu Xingli frown: "It's alright."
Chu Xingli sighed silently.
Whether you slept well or not, you still have to keep your appointments.
Perhaps once the two meet, their hormones collide, and Luo Xiaoran will no longer have any symptoms or condition.
On the contrary, it's a good thing.
"Let's pack up and get ready to go," Chu Xingli said, preparing to take a quick shower in the bathroom.
When he came out again, Luo Xiaoran had already changed his clothes.
It was a dark black suit.
As far as the banquet standards are concerned, it is certainly up to standard.
But if you use the same standards as meeting your sweetheart, that would be a bit unreasonable.
Chu Xingli raised her hand to tidy her hair, which she had just styled, and asked in confusion, "You're wearing this?"
Even he, who called himself a matchmaker, deliberately wore a dark red suit to show that he was a matchmaker.
How could Luo Xiaoran, the person involved, be dressed so casually?
He's very handsome.
But it was too casual.
But he really is very handsome.
But it's still quite casual.
"Okay, that's settled." Luo Xiaoran turned and walked ahead, standing at the door with the key in hand, waiting for Chu Xingli.
His face remained expressionless.
Serious and silent.
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Mr. Pei left Pei Jianian a great legacy.
In particular, the real estate worth over 100 million is scattered all over the world, and a rough calculation suggests that there could be as many as dozens of such properties.
The castle where today's birthday dinner is being held is one of the most suitable venues for a gathering.
The castle is built on a hillside in a villa complex in the northern suburbs of Beijing.
It is most beautiful when the moonlight shines on the outer walls of the ancient castle.
From a distance, it exudes a hazy and mysterious charm.
It is now late autumn, but the vines winding their way up the wall are still lush and green, adding a touch of vitality to this solemn and dignified place.
When Luo Xiaoran drove into the courtyard, it was already getting dark.
Chu Xingli gazed at the setting sun on the horizon, feeling an indescribable sense of melancholy.
He didn't know if Luo Xiaoran's feelings would change after tonight because he met his true destiny.
But he had already done everything he should and shouldn't have done for Luo Xiaoran.
As for right and wrong, success and failure, only Luo Xiaoran himself can verify it; there is nothing more he can do to help.
The two got out of the car and walked side by side toward the main gate of the castle.
"It seems like quite a few people came today?" Chu Xingli looked at the open gate, where cars were coming and going in an endless stream, which was nothing like Pei Jianian's description of him as... miserable and lonely.
Luo Xiaoran glanced in the direction of his gaze, then quickly looked away.
I have no interest.
Chu Xingli sighed helplessly.
He grabbed Luo Xiaoran, helping her straighten her collar while repeatedly instructing her like a parent: "When you go inside, be confident and poised."
The word "generous" often has three meanings.
The first type describes something as elegant, sophisticated, and unconventional.
The second type describes a person as composed and proper in their behavior and demeanor, without being awkward or petty.
The third type is characterized by generosity, magnanimity, a willingness to sacrifice oneself for others, and a lack of pettiness.
The words Chu Xingli said while helping Luo Xiaoran straighten his collar actually conveyed the second meaning.
To make a good impression on the protagonist in formal settings, the subsequent developments will proceed smoothly.
But to Luo Xiaoran at this moment, these words had a completely different meaning.
"Chu Xingli".
Luo Xiaoran rarely addressed Chu Xingli by her full name so formally and directly.
So much so that Chu Xingli subconsciously felt a little nervous upon hearing her own name.
It felt like being called by my own mother's name, a feeling of oppression.
"……What's wrong?"
Luo Xiaoran took two steps forward and put his hand on Chu Xingli's shoulder.
Almost instinctively, Chu Xingli tilted her head slightly up following the other person's force, and her gaze naturally fell on Luo Xiaoran's lips.
Luo Xiaoran's muscle memory for Chu Xingli always outpaces his brain's reaction.
When she wants to kiss him, she will place her palm behind his head, leaving the uneven, cold, hard wall to the back of her hand.
They've kissed so many times lately that Chu Xingli has developed a conditioned reflex to it.
As long as Luo Xiaoran wraps his arms around his waist and slowly leans down to over him, Chu Xingli will subconsciously close his eyes, ready to welcome the other's invasion.
As the tongue piercing was gently pulled by Luo Xiaoran's canine teeth, causing a slight pain, Chu Xingli, with hot tears welling up in her eyes, clearly heard Luo Xiaoran's gentle and low whisper.
I don't want to be generous.
As their lips intertwined in a passionate kiss, Pei Jianian, standing at the window on the third floor of the castle, slightly clenched his fingers.
After a long while, he gave a light, snickering laugh.
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