Chapter 150, Chapter Fifty-One: The Lost Manor
Before Li Yufei could even sort out the ethical and moral issues between the parallel world and the main world, Cheng Yuzhou presented her with a ghost story.
A genuine ghost story, the bizarre tale of her and Cheng Yuzhou, the ghost.
Li Yufei was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
Those big, fox-like eyes blinked, looking at Cheng Yuzhou with a blank and confused expression.
Ghost tales, demon swallows, black girls, white boys... what a mess! Maybe time travel is the way to go; she's more familiar with time travel among fantasy elements.
However, numerous facts have ruled out the possibility of time travel.
All the messages on her phone were sent by her, and the progress of various tasks remained as she actually remembered them.
This is her world. She didn't marry Cheng Yuzhou. On the day she woke up, her landlord was still urging her to pay the rent for her room.
Cheng Yuzhou also saw the message.
He clasped his hands together. "Feifei, if you don't mind, would you like to move in with me?"
"Wait a minute, this is too chaotic." Li Yufei rubbed her throbbing temples. "I can't accept what you're saying at all."
She didn't understand at all.
Li Yufei's memory was still stuck on arguing with Zheng Jianbin, which was only "yesterday's" affair. As far as she was concerned, her current boyfriend was still Zheng Jianbin.
"I think I should go back first." My mind was a mess. "It's too abrupt. Let me deal with Zheng Jianbin's matter first."
Zheng Jianbin still has many things at her house, and he still has her photos on his WeChat Moments.
Li Yufei couldn't accept being with Cheng Yuzhou right away; it wouldn't be a seamless transition, it would be a handover.
She stood up to leave, and Cheng Yuzhou called out urgently, "Wait a minute, Feifei!"
Li Yufei turned to look at him. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he was anxious and uneasy. Finally, as if making a firm decision, he pleaded, "Could you come with me somewhere first?"
"where?"
Luxury stores.
Li Yufei looked around in confusion. This was a luxury shopping district she frequented, with four floors filled with brands she often used for filming videos. But today, she couldn't see a single customer, only a few sales assistants standing in the store waiting.
Cheng Yuzhou walked ahead of her, and they stopped in front of the central crystal sculpture.
Li Yufei asked, puzzled, "You wanted me to come with you, so you came here?"
Cheng Yuzhou nodded.
His Adam's apple bobbed, revealing a hint of nervousness. Li Yufei tilted her head. "And then?"
"Feifei," he said softly.
"Hmm?"
"I love you," he suddenly knelt down, his eyes red and swollen, "I bought all of this for you, please don't be with anyone else!"
"What?" Li Yufei exclaimed in shock, staring at Cheng Yuzhou who had suddenly knelt down. "What are you doing?!"
“I’ve done so many wrong things, and whatever punishment you give me is justified.” Cheng Yuzhou looked at her sadly. “But please… please don’t abandon me… don’t go to Zheng Jianbin, please…”
"What did you say?!" Li Yufei frantically glanced at the shop assistants on both sides of the store. "Get up, get up! People will think I did something to you."
Those dark eyes were faintly veiled with tears. "Then could you... not look for Zheng Jianbin?"
Having died once, this young master has learned to threaten her with crying and making a scene?
Li Yufei realized what was happening and stared intently at Cheng Yuzhou.
Under her gaze, a blush slowly spread across Cheng Yuzhou's pale skin.
His fine eyelashes trembled, a few tears fell, and his misty black eyes looked away, avoiding her gaze, his cheeks and ears burning even hotter.
“Feifei…” he began, his voice trembling.
Clearly, he wasn't used to doing this and seemed even more ashamed than she was.
Even so, he still wouldn't stand up, pleading in a trembling voice, "Don't go... take everything here, don't abandon me..."
Li Yufei roughly knew who had given Cheng Yuzhou this idea—
During the two years when Cheng Yuzhou was humiliated, Li Yufei would fantasize about the scene every time Cheng Yuzhou was submissive:
She imagined Cheng Yuzhou going crazy with anger, fighting with another man for her sake, then dragging her into a luxury store, crying and begging her not to abandon him.
But every time, she was the only one who got so angry she went crazy.
As the past scenes resurfaced, Li Yufei felt no shame. Although she didn't fully understand the new grudges with Cheng Yuzhou, she had plenty of old grievances to retaliate against.
She crossed her arms and raised her voice, "What are you babbling about? Speak louder!"
So magnanimous, huh? You don't even care if she cheats on you, right?
He forced her into the marriage, and after the engagement, he didn't care about her cheating. So why did he even get married? Why doesn't he go to the desert? The Oasis Project is missing Cheng Yuzhou as its pillar!
When Cheng Yuzhou knelt down, the experienced sales assistants weren't surprised. But when Li Yufei shouted, the sales assistants on the two floors and four rooms couldn't help but glance over.
Li Yufei saw Cheng Yuzhou's face turn bright red and flushed, his head seeming to be steaming.
He was so ashamed, but when he looked up at her, he raised his voice even higher: "I love you, Feifei, I love you, please don't look for anyone else."
“Anything else?” Li Yufei raised an eyebrow.
"As long as you're willing to marry me, no... even if you don't marry me, all my assets can be yours."
"That's too cliché, let's talk about something new!"
Cheng Yuzhou was speechless. He didn't know what was considered novel, so he simply reported his assets to her, "My current personal net worth is roughly estimated at 45 billion US dollars, of which 89% is Cheng's Group stock, with an annualized return of 17.3%, and the remaining 1.5 billion US dollars is insurance float and 2.3 billion US dollars is short-term treasury bonds, cash..." "Are you crazy!" Li Yufei kicked him, "Tell me something that interests me!"
Cheng Yuzhou looked up at her, his eyes misty, hoping she would give him a hint.
Li Yufei chuckled and said softly, "Don't tell me that your brain, which can earn 65 billion US dollars, can't figure out what I want to hear."
Her tone was extremely gentle, yet filled with murderous intent. In a moment of quick thinking, Cheng Yuzhou blurted out, "I'm very jealous."
Li Yufei raised her eyebrows.
“I don’t want you to hate me, and I don’t want to restrict your freedom in every way, but…” He opened his mouth, then lowered his head in frustration, “When I see you with other men, I still can’t help but feel jealous.”
“I’m sorry, Feifei,” he said bitterly, “I’m not as magnanimous as I seem.”
He was mired in pain, while Li Yufei felt refreshed.
She suppressed the urge to smile and said, "Hmph, I don't believe it. If you're really jealous, why don't you say a word?"
“I don’t want to restrict you.” He would never allow himself to become Cheng Yandong. “I want you to be able to do whatever you want.”
He looked up, his eyes reddening. "Feifei, I hope you are free and happy."
"Cough." Li Yufei clenched her fist to cover her lips.
His expression was sorrowful and sincere, revealing his true feelings to her. It would be inappropriate to smile at this moment, but Li Yufei couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.
I thought he was so detached from worldly affairs, but it turns out he does care after all.
“Okay, I’ll consider what you’ve said.” She feigned arrogance. “But I have to go home today. I have work to do. I’ll contact you again once I’ve settled things here.”
Hearing that she was still leaving, Cheng Yuzhou became anxious, "Fei..." "I'm not going to see Zheng Jianbin, okay?" she interrupted him, "I'll have Zheng Jianbin's things sent over by courier."
The mist in Cheng Yuzhou's eyes instantly dissipated, replaced by a clear and joyful expression.
Li Yufei saw his reaction, pursed her lips into a slight upturn, and said, "Now, get up and drive—I'll give you a chance to remember my address."
"Okay, Feifei." He smiled and stood up from the ground. "Where should I have these things packed up and sent?"
"You really have money to burn," Li Yufei said, her brows furrowing slightly.
She had no memory of those three years of ghost stories, and as far as she was concerned, her family still owed Cheng Yuzhou a large sum of money.
Thinking of this, Li Yufei's smile vanished. She asked softly, "How much did it cost to rent out the entire venue?"
Cheng Yuzhou was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, "I know the shareholder here. He didn't spend any money; he was just doing me a favor."
"What? Favors are the most valuable thing!" Li Yufei nudged Cheng Yuzhou's waist. "Don't do it again next time. Seriously, why did you book the whole place?"
"Feifei, don't worry about it..." "How can I show off my superiority if I book the whole place and spend money?"
Cheng Yuzhou's words, "Don't worry about the money," were stuck in his throat.
“Remember this,” Li Yufei warned him, “Don’t clear the area again. There’s not a single person here. I’ve spent hundreds of thousands or millions of yuan, and I can’t even get a glance from them.”
“…Okay, Feifei.” Cheng Yuzhou nodded obediently.
"Okay, let's go."
Li Yufei returned to her rented apartment. She parted ways with Cheng Yuzhou at the door. She had a lot of things to do and didn't have time to invite him in for tea.
After saying goodbye, she closed the door.
Li Yufei often goes live, and this is a well-insulated house. Once the door is closed, it becomes completely quiet.
Her clothes were tossed on the sofa chair, her water glass sat on the table, several magazines lay open on the coffee table, clothes were still drying on the balcony, and her slippers were left crookedly at the entrance.
No one was home; this was her rented room all to herself.
The world fell silent for a moment. The familiar house and familiar furnishings brought Li Yufei back to normal.
It was as if I had been in a long, fantastical dream. No matter how dramatic the plot was, once I opened my eyes and woke up, it was back to the mundane routine of daily life.
Li Yufei suddenly wondered if she had really met Cheng Yuzhou.
Within sight were only her personal belongings, without a trace of Cheng Yuzhou; she remained unchanged for the past six years.
Cheng Yuzhou… Has Cheng Yuzhou really come back…?
Is he really back?
An indescribable panic surged within Li Yufei, and she rushed to the balcony in a few steps.
She flung open the window and peered down.
Cheng Yuzhou, Cheng Yuzhou, Cheng Yuzhou…t… She hurriedly looked down, but did not see Cheng Yuzhou who had left.
It's been two or three minutes since they parted ways. He should have driven out of the underground parking garage by now. Why didn't she see his car?
Li Yufei felt an inexplicable sense of unease, a feeling that had frequently arisen since Cheng Yuzhou's death. Whenever a boyfriend didn't reassure her of his safety for more than an hour, she would become restless and anxious.
She leaned against the windowsill and waited for a full ten minutes, but she still didn't see Cheng Yuzhou's car.
Was everything just a hallucination? Cheng Yuzhou hadn't been resurrected at all; that bizarre story was all her own imagination—it was too outrageous. What kind of ghost story was that? As a fashion blogger, she preferred timeless classics, like time travel and rebirth.
No, it won't. Li Yufei looked at the diamond ring on her ring finger.
She had just arrived home when the ring was on her finger—it wasn't her ring, but a spare ring kept by Cheng Yuzhou.
He must have come back, and he even secretly put the ring on her while she had a fever.
Having died once, his courage has grown.
Then why hasn't she seen his car yet?
The image of the exploding gas station flashed through Li Yufei's mind. Her hands, which were resting on the windowsill, suddenly turned icy cold, and the slippery cold sweat almost made her jump out of the window.
Li Yufei's face turned deathly pale instantly.
Has something happened to him again?
Perhaps a tram caught fire and exploded in the underground parking garage, and Cheng Yuzhou just happened to be passing by;
Perhaps the elevator malfunctioned and it fell from a high floor;
Perhaps a psychopath wanted to take revenge on society and happened to see Cheng Yuzhou!
The more Li Yufei thought about it, the more she couldn't calm down. She suddenly turned around and ran towards the door.
Cheng Yuzhou, Cheng Yuzhou, Cheng Yuzhou Cheng Yuzhou Cheng Yuzhou Cheng Yuzhou —
"Cheng Yuzhou!"
She flung open the door and bumped right into Cheng Yuzhou outside.
Their eyes met, and both of them froze.
He was still standing at the door.
"Feifei?" Cheng Yuzhou stared in astonishment at Li Yufei's red eyes.
"What are you doing!" Li Yufei shouted excitedly, "Why are you standing at my door!"
“I…” Cheng Yuzhou’s gaze wandered, “I want to see more of where you live.”
Li Yufei's eyes widened; she wanted to yell at him, but she had no reason to.
Her heart was still pounding. She closed her eyes, and as she breathed a sigh of relief, she was drenched in cold sweat, feeling utterly exhausted.
She bumped into Cheng Yuzhou's arms, her pent-up emotions turning into sobs and complaints, "Waaah...you scared me to death, I thought you'd run into some bad luck again..."
That beautiful forehead bumped against Cheng Yuzhou's chest, like CPR, making Cheng Yuzhou's stopped heart start pacing, reviving, and beating again and again.
She had no memory of those three years, no shared experiences, yet she still chose him immediately.
He was at a loss for words, trying to comfort her through her muffled sobs, "No, Feifei, I'm perfectly fine here."
"Who knows if things will be alright next!" she cried, yelling back at him. "You're always so unlucky... It's so infuriating! Why are you so unlucky?!"
Thinking about it carefully, Cheng Yuzhou has been unlucky since birth.
We used to be able to take him to the temple to pray for good luck, but now that he's become a ghost, we can't even get into the temple anymore. He's really become an unlucky ghost.
Li Yufei clung to Cheng Yuzhou's waist, crying as she banged her head against his sternum.
She didn't blame him for anything; she just resented the injustice of fate. Since she couldn't fight fate, she could only vent her anger by bumping into the things around her.
"Then," after a long pause, a soft voice came from above Li Yufei's head, "would you like to live with me?"
Li Yufei raised her eyes with a gentle, dreamy gaze.
He looked away, his ears turning bright red. "If we live together, you can always check on my safety."
Li Yufei hiccuped.
She thought for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."
After packing her things, Li Yufei opened the door again. This time, she took Cheng Yuzhou's hand and pulled him inside, taking him back to her apartment where she lived alone.
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