Chapter 20 Chen Zhao: Boss lady, you don't know...
Pei Yanli gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly, her knuckles turning white from the effort. She remained silent for a considerable time before speaking, her voice strained and hoarse, as if a boulder was pressing down on her throat, even stammering: "Xiao, Xiao Luo."
"Hmm?" Luo Yunqing bit her lower lip lightly and tilted her head to one side. "What's wrong, husband~"
The eyes that looked over were clear and bright, carrying an extra joy and shyness unlike anything she had ever shown to others.
The fingers, which had already relaxed, gripped the handrail tightly once more.
Pei Yanli used almost all her strength to turn her head slightly, her heart pounding like a drum.
He twitched his Adam's apple several times, but it didn't relieve the dryness in his throat. It was as if an ancient beast had awakened from a long slumber inside him, surging and crashing against the dilapidated prison door.
He quickly tried to smooth things over, bending down in a rather disheveled manner, "Xiao Luo, we just..."
A pair of fair, flat feet quietly came into view, barefoot on the dark brown floor, the ankles so slender that they could be completely encircled with one hand... What was he thinking!
Is this the time to be thinking about this?
"Xiao Luo, the ground is cold, go put your shoes on quickly." He hurriedly let go of the handrail.
Before he could even look up, Luo Yunqing had already climbed onto him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and tucked her legs into the wheelchair.
Although this wheelchair was designed with some space in mind, it still can't fit two people.
As soon as Luo Yunqing got in, the wheelchair, which was originally quite spacious, suddenly became cramped and narrow.
Even so, he did not sit on Pei Yanli's lap to increase the burden, but instead knelt on either side of him with his legs apart and his long arms encircling him.
"That way, you don't need to wear shoes anymore!" Her breath was almost touching.
He was very happy.
That joy couldn't be faked.
But--
Pei Yanli hesitated, her outstretched hand not falling. After saying what she had said before, she reminded him, and herself, "Xiao Luo, our marriage is an arranged one."
“Yes!” Luo Yunqing nodded emphatically. “So now, we are… legal.”
Pei Yanli: "But I'm disabled, I..."
Before he could say the rest, he was cut off.
After nearly half a minute, Luo Yunqing released him, panting, her forehead pressed against his. "Dr. Tang said that there's a very, very good chance I'll be able to stand up again! And we swore an oath that, in poverty and wealth, in health and sickness, we would never be apart. Forever and ever!"
He leaned closer and kissed his loved one's lips again. "Mr. Pei, have you forgotten? Our horoscopes are a perfect match. I'm here to bring you good fortune."
With him around, everything will be alright.
Even if something bad happens, he'll secretly take care of it!
“Now,” he shrugged, his shirt-undone shoulder gleaming like a fox sucking at a person’s lifeblood, his words incredibly seductive, “Honey, kiss me~”
As soon as he finished speaking, a large hand pressed down on his waist.
Luo Yunqing: "Your leg!"
The gasp was quickly swallowed up by the dark figure that landed in front of them, and a hot hand eagerly reached under the shirt hem, climbing all the way up to the rounded shoulder.
Is calling someone "husband" really that powerful?
Luo Yunqing blinked twice, then responded even more enthusiastically.
He wrapped his arms around the person's neck, and with his other hand, he reached for the person's Adam's apple, pressing the tip of his index finger against it, and slid it down in circles.
He felt it as soon as he sat down.
Fortunately, I had previously reviewed the 10GB of "study materials" that Teng Zaiye had given me.
"Xiao Luo...no, don't..." Her hand was stopped just as it touched her abdomen. Pei Yanli took it and placed it on her face, her cheeks burning red, her breathing heavy. "You...it will hurt. Just...hold me like this for a while."
Will it be better to hug him for a while?
Luo Yunqing was also in great pain. Just as she was about to move, her waist was grabbed.
He quickly kissed the corner of her mouth again, gently swaying her against his chest, saying, "I've asked someone to prepare some lubricant."
That won't do either, it will...scare him.
Pei Yanli hesitated for a few seconds, then wrapped her arms around his waist and didn't move. "The doctor said we can't do those things yet."
"Dr. Tang said that?"
Pei Yanli avoided his gaze and nodded haphazardly.
"Alright then." His health is the most important thing right now... Luo Yunqing's eyes darted around. "It's getting late, let me push you to take a shower!"
He climbed down, his gaze shifting to the white paper lying on the floor next to the wheelchair. "What's that?"
I think it was Pei Yanli who brought it in.
As I bent down to pick it up, a faster hand reached out from the wheelchair, picked it up, and quickly folded it.
Pei Yanli paused for a few seconds, crumpled the paper, and said, "But... it's scrap paper I brought back from the study."
"I see." Luo Yunqing glanced at him, then casually moved behind him, pushed the wheelchair, and strode into the bathroom: "Going to take a shower."
Pei Yanli quickly said, "Xiao Luo, I can wash myself."
"That won't work either." After entering the bathroom, Luo Yunqing locked the door just in case, then turned around with a smile, "I'll help you."
Pei Yanli quickly found another excuse: "You can't carry me."
Luo Yunqing thought for a moment: "You don't weigh 200 jin, do you?"
"No."
"Then you can carry me."
He works out not just to beat up Song Xuechen.
Pei Yanli was still embarrassed: "Xiao Luo."
His legs are ugly, and he is now...
"Let me help you." Luo Yunqing tilted her head up and kissed her husband again. "Honey, okay~"
"……good."
Like a seasoned gourmet who has savored countless delicacies, Luo Yunqing patiently and ritualistically removed his coat, loosened his tie and shirt, and then...
Wow! It's huge!
"Xiao Luo!"
"I meant chest, pectoral muscles, why are you yelling at me?" Luo Yunqing lowered her head, feeling wronged.
Pei Yanli quickly softened her tone: "I didn't yell at you."
"You have."
Luo Yunqing snorted and turned her head away.
This left Pei Yanli, who was halfway through taking off her clothes, feeling quite helpless. "Okay, I did. I apologize to you. I shouldn't have yelled at you."
He tried to take the person's hand, "Xiao Luo, don't be angry."
"You call me... Little Luo." Luo Yunqing raised her chin slightly, closed her eyes, and refused to look at him. "I don't like that title."
Pei Yanli: "Okay, let's change it to Qingqing?"
Luo Yunqing shook her head.
"Yun Qing?"
He continued to shake his head.
Pei Yanli was unsure what to do and asked him, "How would you like me to address you?"
Finally, she heard those words. Luo Yunqing opened her eyes, turned to look at him, and said, "Of course... it's my wife."
Her face flushed red, but Pei Yanli remained calm, tugging at her pants where the belt had already been pulled out, and nodded silently twice.
"Shout!"
"Xiao Luo... old, wife."
"Mmm!" Luo Yunqing grasped his hand that was pulling at his pants and asked, "Wife, will you help me?"
The warm yellow light shone on people's heads, quiet and gentle, and Pei Yanli let go of his hand as if possessed.
Intermittent, muffled sounds emanated from the locked bathroom, barely audible amidst the dense flow of water.
It was already late at night when I finished showering.
As she carried the person onto the bed, Luo Yunqing couldn't help but swing her right hand behind her back a couple of times, her wrist feeling a sudden tingling numbness.
It seems he needs to work out more before Pei Yanli recovers.
…………
Early the next morning.
Chen Zhao, sporting dark circles under his eyes, headed towards the boss's courtyard. Along the way, he encountered servants sweeping and cleaning, all of whom were taken aback by his appearance.
"Secretary Chen, didn't you sleep well?"
Chen Zhao smiled but remained silent.
I spent the whole night worrying about what my boss was up to, afraid he and his wife had really brought up divorce and things would escalate. But then I thought it was unlikely; my boss wasn't one to get angry easily, and even if he did mention divorce, they'd probably just give each other the silent treatment… the silent treatment? Would that be possible?
The more I think about it, the less I can sleep. I'm tempted to eavesdrop, but that doesn't seem very ethical.
Moreover, what if, by any chance, the landlady bravely pounces on the boss? Wouldn't he be considered a pervert for eavesdropping?
In short, Chen Zhao thought about more things that night than he had in the previous twenty-odd years of his life.
The internal struggle continued until the boss's courtyard gate was reached.
Or should we just give paid leave?
He's saved up a lot.
"Chen Zhao".
Suddenly a voice appeared behind him, startling him. He turned around, patted his chest, and said, "Boss lady, are you practicing some kind of light-body technique? You walk without making a sound."
"Yeah, I've recently reached the ninth level. Just one more step and I'll be ready to take off." Luo Yunqing teased him, "What are you doing circling around here? You've done it several times already."
In broad daylight, it's unlikely to be a case of being lost in a maze.
"I'm not..." His gaze fell on his swollen lips, and further down, the red marks on his neck could not be hidden by his shirt.
Wow, that was intense!
It looks like the boss has been taken down... Wait a minute, this evidence is the boss!
Is the boss really that aggressive?
Why are you stunned? Have you really encountered something unclean? Luo Yunqing frowned in confusion, "What's wrong so early in the morning?"
"There is indeed something to attend to." Chen Zhao quickly looked away, tilted his head, and tentatively asked the person behind him who was maneuvering the wheelchair out of the room, "Are you two going to the ancestral hall together later?"
After asking the question, the person approached, and Chen Zhao saw the same marks on his neck, only more than before.
It turns out these two are both incredibly fierce, so there's no need for him to test them anymore.
Luo Yunqing asked, puzzled, "What are you going to the ancestral hall for?"
Completely relieved and genuinely admiring the proprietress, Chen Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and explained with a smile, "It's like this. The newlyweds will go to the ancestral hall to pay respects to their ancestors the next day and inform them of their marriage. After that, they will offer a cup of tea to the old man and have breakfast together."
Now that the marriage is settled, Chen Zhao said, "I'll go tell the ancestral hall to prepare."
Just as I was about to leave, someone tugged at my sleeve.
Luo Yunqing glanced behind her and asked quietly, "Is ancestor worship a tradition?"
Chen Zhao touched his nose, closed his eyes, shook his head, and lowered his voice: "To tell you the truth, it was something the boss specifically added to the wedding program beforehand."
Before the thought of divorce even crossed my mind.
The matter has now been dismissed, and the process will definitely proceed as originally planned.
Luo Yunqing: "I see."
That means Pei Yanli didn't perform the ancestral rites with Song Xuechen in her previous life.
Chen Zhao: "Is there a problem?"
"No, that's all." Luo Yunqing turned around and walked back to the man's side in a very good mood, saying, "Go and get ready. I'll be there with... Second Master in a bit."
Chen Zhao left, completely bewildered, and walked briskly out of the courtyard.
Although I was worried all night, it's great that nothing I expected happened.
…………
When offering sacrifices to ancestors in the ancestral hall, the head of the household must lead the way in offering the first incense.
Then, in order of seniority.
After Pei Wenxian and his wife finished their performance, it was Pei Yanli and Luo Yunqing's turn.
Since entering the ancestral hall, Luo Yunqing had noticed a particularly noticeable gaze, and she knew without guessing who it was.
On such a joyous occasion, he couldn't be bothered to argue with others.
He lit the incense sticks, extinguished the flame, and gave three sticks to Pei Yanli. With a shout from the steward in charge of ancestral rites, "The newlyweds kowtow," they knelt on the prayer mats.
Bow three times, stand up, bow again, stand up again, and finally bow and place the offering on the incense burner. This completes the ceremony.
Steward Zhang had ordered tea to be prepared early on, and did not forget to remind him: "Young master, when serving tea, you must present it with both hands, bow, and call out 'Father'."
"Understood, thank you, housekeeper."
Luo Yunqing took the teacup, followed Pei Yanli to the old man, and shouted "Dad!"
The entire room fell silent, and the old man's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Please have some tea."
Luo Yunqing handed it out with both hands.
The old man finally reacted and immediately laughed three times, "Good, good, have some tea."
He finished drinking the tea with a smile, placed it on the tray beside him, and nodded with satisfaction. "Dad, this tea wasn't wasted."
He raised his hand, and Butler Zhang immediately stepped forward with a wooden box. When he opened it, there was a complete set of imperial green jadeite: a bracelet, a jade pendant, and a necklace made of eighteen jadeite beads the size of a thumbnail.
Upon seeing this, the First Madam Wang Manshu stretched her neck, but her husband quickly grabbed her tightly.
"This is the dowry left by Ali's mother." The old man then picked up a thin piece of paper next to him. "This is a small token of my appreciation, a 3% share agreement for the Pei Group. Don't think it's too little."
At this point, the faces of the eldest son's family became even more grim.
Especially Wang Manshu.
When she married into the family, she didn't receive any imperial jadeite, and her shareholding was only 1%. Even after all these years, it has only increased by 0.8%, while the second son's family received 3% from the start. Their favoritism is truly boundless.
They're all sons, so why treat them differently?
Luo Yunqing accepted the jade. Considering the shares Pei Yanli had given her before, it was a full 6%, which was enough to allow her to participate in decision-making. Was it really a good idea to accept it?
Pei Yanli: "Take it. This is my father's token of affection."
Since that's the case, Luo Yunqing smiled again and said, "Thank you, Dad."
"You're welcome, you're welcome." The old man chuckled. "Speaking of which, you acted really well in that movie. Let me know when it's going to air again, and I'll come and support you."
Luo Yunqing pursed her lips and blinked. So this is the old man's personality?
I hadn't seen him in my previous life; it seems he passed away from illness a year later. But judging from his rosy cheeks and strong voice, he didn't seem ill...
"Alright, enough chit-chat, let's eat first."
Just as the old man was about to get up, Pei Wenxian released his wife's hand and stepped forward, saying, "I have other business to attend to at the company, so I'll be leaving now."
His smile vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling coldness. The old man, with his hands behind his back, gave a deep, resounding reply.
With Pei Wenxian gone, the other two naturally had no reason to stay any longer. The First Madam walked out of the ancestral hall quickly, seemingly out of anger. Pei Hengzhi, however, took a few steps and then turned back to look at the group leaving in the opposite direction, his gaze like that of a venomous snake fixed on the person pushing the wheelchair.
As the old man walked, he said, "Schools are all on holiday now, right? What are your plans for the next few days?"
Pei Yanli thought for a moment, "I mentioned to you before that I was planning to move..."
"A honeymoon!" Luo Yunqing suddenly interjected, "Of course we need a honeymoon after getting married!"
The old man nodded repeatedly: "That's a good idea. Ali is usually too focused on his work. Xiao Luo has to keep a close eye on him for me."
"Don't worry, Dad," Luo Yunqing readily agreed. "I will keep a close eye on him."
He answered with a smile and immediately turned around, not giving Pei Hengzhi a chance to look away, tilting his head and twitching one eyebrow.
I thought Pei Hengzhi was so tough, that he turned and left in a hurry with just this one move.
That's really boring.
Luo Yunqing turned to continue listening to the old man's recommendations for several honeymoon destinations, but inadvertently saw Chen Zhao glancing coldly at Pei Hengzhi's departing figure.
When did these two become enemies?
After having breakfast with the old man and returning to the courtyard, Luo Yunqing secretly asked Pei Yan while he was changing clothes.
"It's a long story," Chen Zhao scratched his cheek and turned away. "Please don't ask, ma'am."
"Is this a personal grudge between you two? Or is it related to my family, Ali?" Luo Yunqing probed.
The hand scratching his cheek paused.
Luo Yunqing understood. "Oh, it's related to my Ali. Then, can't I ask?"
"It's not that I can't ask, but..."
Chen Zhao considered the consequences of telling the truth. His boss had clearly told him not to tell his wife, so as not to worry her. If he told her now…
"Here's what happened."
He coughed lightly and recounted what had happened in the days leading up to the wedding. He then added, "My boss told me not to tell you, afraid you'd worry. You can't tell him, otherwise he'll know I leaked the secret. Then I'll lose my job, end up homeless, starving, and freezing cold..."
"Stop!" Luo Yunqing raised her hand to stop them, her face already dark. "If that's the case, why are you telling me now?"
Chen Zhao didn't hide anything from him, "Two people are always better than one. Besides, don't you two not get along either?"
“Yes.” Luo Yunqing turned and left.
Chen Zhao: "Where are you going?"
"Kill him!!"
That look in his eyes didn't seem like a joke.
Chen Zhao quickly took two large steps to stop her, saying, "Boss lady, please calm down. This is a society governed by law."
"Rule of law?" Luo Yunqing laughed angrily. "What he did... how should it be counted!"
"This..." Upon seeing the person behind him, Chen Zhao fell silent for a second and blinked several times.
Luo Yunqing: "Your eyes are twitching!"
"Xiao Luo?"
Luo Yunqing: !!!
"What were you saying to Chen Zhao?" Pei Yanli asked as she came out after changing her clothes. "Weren't we supposed to go to the orphanage this afternoon?"
“Yes, right~” Luo Yunqing turned around with a smile instantly, “I was just telling him what to bring.”
Chen Zhao: "..."
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