Chapter 52: The excitement doubles as Song Xuechen visits the hospital...
After the wound was cleaned, Pei Hengzhi received five stitches and was kept in the hospital for observation for three days as instructed by the doctor.
As the anesthesia wore off and my consciousness began to return, I first heard a heated argument.
"How strong a wind has to be to blow bricks off a tree?"
Wang Manshu simply couldn't believe such nonsense.
Not to mention that this has never happened before. The bricks securing the torii gate to the tree are on the inside. What kind of wind didn't blow the torii gate over, but instead ripped off the bricks from the inside?
She glanced coldly at Pei Wenxian: "Do you even believe that yourself?"
"What can we do if we don't believe it?"
Before arriving, Pei Wenxian repeatedly asked the housekeeper about the situation at the time and also had someone check the surveillance footage.
That brick did indeed fall from nowhere.
There is no evidence to prove who did it.
"No fewer than thirty or forty people came to the house to pay respects to our ancestors." Pei Wenxian countered, "Even if it was deliberate, could we find them?"
They can only accept their bad luck in this matter.
"Xiao Heng just took this for nothing?" Wang Manshu's long-suppressed anger burst forth, and she pointed at him, yelling, "You always tell us to endure it! It's one thing for the old man to favor the second wife, but now your son has been murdered, and you don't care?! Why did I ever come to you in the first place?!"
"You came to me back then?" She shouldn't have brought it up; now that she did, Pei Wenxian remembered why he married her. She abruptly grabbed the finger pointing at him, stepped forward, and pressed it down. "Back then, you went to great lengths to get close to me, and then took advantage of me while I was drunk… all you wanted was the Pei family behind me! Did you really think I didn't know all these years?"
"Pei Wenxian!"
"Why are you yelling? Aren't I telling the truth?"
"Stop arguing." A hoarse voice suddenly rang out. Pei Hengzhi opened his eyes and turned to look at his parents. "I have a headache."
"Xiaoheng, you're awake!" Wang Manshu immediately shook off Pei Wenxian's hand and rushed to the bedside. "Are you feeling unwell anywhere? Mom will go call the doctor."
"I'd be so grateful if you could just let me have some peace and quiet."
“Xiao Heng…”
"Didn't you hear what Xiaoheng said? Let's go out first." Pei Wenxian then came over and half-dragged, half-pulled Wang Manshu out.
Once the door was closed, I finally got some peace and quiet.
Pei Hengzhi let out a long sigh and closed his eyes.
However, not long after, the ward door was slowly pushed open again.
Someone has come in.
Thinking it was a doctor his mother had called, Pei Hengzhi didn't pay much attention until he heard a soft "Aheng" in his ear.
She opened her eyes with a whoosh, and the first thing she saw was Song Xuechen's extremely red eyes, looking much thinner and more haggard than the last time she saw her.
There's an indescribable sense of unfamiliarity.
It's been several days since he woke up, and he hasn't thought of him even once. He didn't even feel heartache when he saw him crying with red eyes.
"Aheng, you're awake!"
Why are you here?
Pei Heng subconsciously turned his head away to avoid his gaze.
"I...miss you."
Song Xuechen had a very difficult time lately, especially at home. Ever since his affair with Song Moyan was exposed, his father had never looked at him properly, and his mother also blamed him for ruining Song Moyan's life.
Only Song Moyan could coax him after he hadn't eaten or drunk anything for a day, even if it was behind his mother's back, but it was no use at all.
Although she liked him, she couldn't go against her father.
He couldn't live like this for even a single day.
Fortunately, things took a turn for the better, and Pei Hengzhi woke up again!
Although his leg is crippled, he is still the eldest young master of the Pei family. With him protecting him, things won't be too bad.
Song Xuechen lowered her head slightly, seemingly unintentionally revealing the vulnerable back of her neck, and silently shed a few tears. Her voice became increasingly aggrieved: "You don't know how much I've been wronged during this time. Aunt Wang wouldn't allow me to visit you at all. I only managed to sneak in after I saw her and Uncle go to see the doctor."
He sniffed and affectionately took Pei Hengzhi's hand. "I only found out you were awake this morning when I saw the news. How did you get hit on the head again? Does it hurt?"
"It's been stitched up, it's nothing serious." Pei Hengzhi quickly withdrew his hand. "My mom will be back soon, you should go now."
"Aheng?" Song Xuechen sensed his coldness towards her and panicked. "It's all nonsense online. Someone is framing me."
Pei Hengzhi: "What's going on online?"
Even before the incident, Wang Manshu had always looked down on Song Xuechen and kept urging him to break up with her. Her son had just woken up and needed to recuperate, so she was even less likely to tell him about these sordid things.
Pei Hengzhi was unaware of his relationship with Song Moyan at this time.
"It's just a small matter," Song Xuechen brushed it off with a few words, then hugged his hand again. "Rest is most important for you right now; you need to take good care of your health."
If he's paralyzed or crippled, the Pei family will only feel more distressed. For now, he can only rely on him closely.
Song Xuechen saw him as her lifeline, but she never expected that the next second she would hear Pei Hengzhi say, "Xiaoxue, let's break up."
A buzzing sound filled her ears, and before she could even feel relieved, Song Xuechen suddenly stopped. After a long while, she finally found her voice: "What did you say?"
“I said, let’s break up.” Pei Hengzhi gripped the blanket tightly and smiled bitterly, “I’m already crippled. The doctor said I might never be able to stand up again. I can’t… be a burden to you.”
"How can you call it a burden!" Song Xuechen exclaimed in shock, hurriedly saying, "I can take care of you, I'll always take care of you!"
"This is what's hurting you."
Pei Hengzhi touched his face, intentionally or unintentionally comparing him to Luo Yunqing. Luo Yunqing would never cry like this in front of him; he would only grab his collar and look at him with contempt as if he were trash. If he got angry, he would hit him.
He's a natural at acting in plays, his racing skills are beyond imagination, he's popular, and occasionally he'll show off to everyone with a slightly arrogant expression that he has a husband... and brags about his second uncle.
Pei Hengzhi still remembers how happy he was when his second uncle personally went to the bar to pick him up from the play on the day of the welcome party, after he had gotten drunk and upset because his second uncle hadn't shown up to see the play.
He was so happy that he couldn't help but feel jealous.
The thought of them embracing, kissing, and even sleeping together filled me with uncontrollable anger.
All he could think about was getting rid of his second uncle.
If he dies, Luo Yunqing won't need to have a marriage of convenience to bring good luck. How wonderful!
Luo Yunqing, Luo Yunqing...
"We can't break up! I don't want to! Don't you love me anymore?" Song Xuechen cried as she hugged him and kissed him haphazardly.
Pei Hengzhi dodged directly and pushed him.
The force wasn't strong, but Song Xuechen felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
Our last hope is gone.
Her hopes of marrying into the Pei family were completely dashed.
No, if this continues, Father will not only refuse to arrange a marriage for him, but will probably give him away directly.
"Aheng, have you forgotten? I saved you." Song Xuechen hurriedly pulled out her trump card.
He owes him a life, so he should treat him well for the rest of his life.
This was agreed to by Pei Hengzhi himself.
Less than twelve years have passed, and they've already changed their minds?
"Xiaoxue, I..."
“I’m not trying to force you with this. I just don’t want to leave you.” Song Xuechen looked at him helplessly, choking back tears, “Aheng, you’re all I have now. You can’t abandon me.”
Pei Hengzhi was immediately caught in a dilemma.
Just then, the cell phone on the bedside table suddenly buzzed, breaking the tense atmosphere in the room.
"Let's talk about this later." He changed the subject, picked up his phone, and found it was an unfamiliar number.
They only sent a video, without any credit.
He clicked on it with a puzzled look, and a very familiar voice suddenly came out, calling out "Brother" in a voice that sounded both coquettish and complaining.
Soon, another voice rang out.
Unfortunately, he knew both voices and was very familiar with them.
“Xiaoxue.” Pei Hengzhi raised a twisted, stiff smile.
Song Xuechen's face was already deathly pale, her hands and feet were ice-cold, and she could barely speak: "Ah, Ah Heng, this, this isn't..."
"What isn't this? Isn't this you?!" Before the video had even finished playing, Pei Hengzhi slammed his phone down, sending it crashing into the corner of the wall, shattering the screen.
"You fucking betrayed me!!" Pei Hengzhi gripped his neck tightly. "You said you loved me? You said you liked me? You said you couldn't live without me? Is this what you call love!
"Aheng, let me explain..."
"Explain what? What's there to explain!" Pei Hengzhi angrily shook him off, but more than that, he felt relieved.
Now he can say without any hesitation, "Let's break up!"
"This is a frame-up! It must be fabricated, someone is trying to harm me! How could you be so cruel?" Song Xuechen couldn't stop the tears from flowing.
Who exactly harmed him?!
"Composite?" Pei Hengzhi propped himself up, touching his face. "The video could be said to be composited, but so was the voice? When she was being affectionate with you and me, it was exactly the same!"
What did he see in him before? Unfaithful, unchaste, and all he does is cry when things go wrong. "What makes you better than Luo Yunqing?!"
The crying stopped abruptly. Song Xuechen asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"
"If only I hadn't been switched at birth." Pei Hengzhi covered his head, which was throbbing with anger, completely disregarding his feelings. "If I hadn't been switched at birth, I would have been the one who met Luo Yunqing first!"
Luo Yunqing, it's Luo Yunqing again!
Song Xuechen bit her lip hard until it bled.
…………
After playing with my little dumpling all morning and having lunch, the two of us took a nap.
Pei Yanli slept until 3 p.m. and still hadn't woken up. She drove her wheelchair to the bedside, gently rubbed the little dumpling's chubby face with her slightly bent fingers, and then touched Luo Yunqing.
"Wife, it's time for Xiaoshuang to go home."
"Hmm~"
He responded, but did not wake up.
Pei Yanli had no choice but to gently remove his hand, take the little girl away, wrap her in a blanket, and hand her over to her mother who had been waiting outside the door for a long time.
"We've really troubled you, Second Master." The mother took the child and apologized repeatedly.
Pei Yanli: "It's alright, we can bring Xiao Shuang next time we have time."
"Okay, then we'll be going now."
After seeing off Nuomi Tuanzi and her daughter, Pei Yanli turned back. Despite her very gentle movements, Luo Yunqing still woke up.
I had just rolled over and moved a couple of times when a warm breath landed on my lips, and I kissed it.
"Wife."
"Um?"
Are you still sleepy?
"Um."
"Then sleep a little longer." Pei Yanli took off her coat, squeezed into the bed, hugged him, and patted his back gently, just like she used to coax Nuomi Tuanzi to sleep.
"Where's Xiao Shuang?" A tiny, kitten-like meow came from inside my arms.
So you didn't know anything just now.
Pei Yanli sighed inwardly and said softly, "Her mother has taken her back, so there's no need to worry."
"oh."
After a while, Pei Yanli asked again, "Does Xiao Luo like children?"
There was no more sound from his arms. Looking down, he saw that Luo Yunqing had been completely woken up by him touching her hair and kissing her face.
She was looking up at him with her eyes open when she replied, "I like it, but can you have children?"
Pei Yanli was speechless, then laughed, "If I could, I would definitely have to give my wife a few children."
"Wow! Second Master, you're going to have my baby." Luo Yunqing covered her mouth with both hands and giggled. "If this gets out, it will definitely shock them."
"Unfortunately, I can't," Pei Yanli leaned in and kissed him again. "I can only... send my wife instead."
Luo Yunqing: ? ? ?
Will he be able to have a child?
Stop joking.
"Give it a try."
This test lasted from afternoon until late at night. Pei Yanli picked up the sweaty person and carried him to the bathroom.
"I really can't have children." Luo Yunqing clung to his shoulder, rubbing against his neck and pleading, "And tomorrow, no, don't we have to go back to the Song family?"
"We'll go at night, so we can sleep in a bit more during the day."
"Then you can't..." Seeing him turn his head to take out another box of orange-scented condoms, Luo Yunqing hurriedly stopped him, "Change it, you've been smelling oranges all day."
"Okay, what flavor do you want, honey?"
"Grapes."
"Good grapes."
The water in the bathtub sloshed and splashed, overflowing onto the floor.
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