Chapter 25 "Husband, he said you don't like it..."



Chapter 25 "Husband, he said you don't like it..."

They're already planning to present the trophy to Lao Pei as a birthday gift, and they call that self-awareness?

Comparing his two statements, Teng Zaiye's lips twitched involuntarily. He lost his grip on his chopsticks, and the crystal shrimp dumpling slid back into the bowl.

Across from him, Jiang Ziyu calmly took a sip of his congee and looked up.

"The weather is pretty nice today too." Teng Zaiye quickly put down his phone, picked up the shrimp dumpling again, and swallowed it in a panic.

Jiang Ziyu didn't pay much attention, echoing "It's pretty good," stirring the hot porridge, and checking the messages in the work group, "Perfect for the return trip."

"Huh?" Another fish roe shumai slid back. Teng Zaiye hurriedly stretched his neck. "Didn't we say we were going to stay here for two more days? I heard there's a fireworks show at the beach tonight."

A worksheet filled with content suddenly loomed large in front of me.

Jiang Ziyu pointed her phone screen at him and swiped up and down, "An additional auction was added on the 6th."

He glanced sideways at his colleagues who were also having breakfast at the nearby tables, "Everyone has to go back to take over the preparations for the auction. If the young master is interested, he can stay and watch."

"Well... never mind, what's the point of me being alone?" Teng Zaiye muttered, hanging his head dejectedly.

After breakfast, I reluctantly dragged my legs back to my room to pack my luggage. When I came out, I ran into Luo Yunqing and Pei Yanli again. I learned that they would be staying on the island for another night to watch the fireworks show, and I instantly broke down.

"What's going on here..." Luo Yunqing tilted her head to look at the suitcase beside him, "Are you going back? Or... going somewhere else?"

"Little Yu Yu needs to work." The last two words were emphasized.

Seeing his unwilling look, Luo Yunqing guessed after a little connection, "I heard from the hotel manager that a big boss specially booked all the fireworks for today. What is he going to do?"

Ono gave him a warning look, then pulled Jiang Ziyu along and hurried past. "Alright, alright, let's hurry up and go. If we don't leave now, we'll miss the boat. We still have to go back to work."

After walking a few meters, Luo Yunqing received a message on her phone.

[Collecting scraps, waste paper, and old appliances]: Don't tell your brother about this.

[Luo Yunqing]: ?

[Luo Yunqing]: What's up? (winks)

There was no reply for ten minutes after the message was sent; I guess I was annoyed by his feigned ignorance.

Luo Yunqing posted again.

[Luo Yunqing]: Take me into the Speed ​​Challenge, and I won't say anything (smiles)

I haven't agreed to that matter yet.

This time, Teng Zaiye returned quickly.

[Collecting junk, cardboard, and old appliances]: Sure, but let me make this clear first, if your brother finds out, he'll kill me...

[Luo Yunqing]: I will bear all the consequences myself.

[Collecting scrap, waste paper, and old appliances]: You said it yourself, and I've taken a screenshot as proof.

Since he couldn't dissuade him from the idea, Teng Zaiye simply took him there. Once they arrived at the venue and actually competed in a match, they would see how arrogant he was to say he wanted to win the trophy.

Now, though.

[Collecting junk, waste paper, old appliances]: Hey, what does your brother like besides money? And people? What kind of people does he like?

I went out to ask, and then spent ages scratching my head and waiting.

The ship was about to dock when Luo Yunqing finally replied: "I guess it's someone I like."

What kind of answer is that?

Teng Zaiye quickly asked again: "Then am I the one that catches my eye?"

I waited a few more minutes.

[Luo Yunqing]: I suggest you ask him directly about this. If you ask me, I can only make a rough inference based on my brother's personality. How can someone other than him know his true thoughts? What if I'm wrong?

However, judging from the barbecue last night, she was willing to let him stay next to her while he was drunk, and even stayed up all night with him, so it seems that Xiaoyu is not completely indifferent to him.

After replying to the last sentence, Luo Yunqing put down her phone and continued to help Pei Yanli find clothes to wear that evening.

With autumn approaching, you can't always wear shirts. Hoodies are a great alternative, and you can layer a trench coat over them.

Why don't you wear a scarf too!

Pei Yanli raised her hand and hooked her neck, "Xiao Luo... is a little hot."

"When we get to the beach, it's not hot anymore, and the wind is strong at night."

After he finished eating and changed his clothes, Luo Yunqing put a thick blanket over his legs.

Everything is ready, let's go.

…………

I heard there was a fireworks show, and quite a few people went to the beach that night. Perhaps because of the dim streetlights, Pei Yanli was no longer as awkward as she had been during the day. When she met people from her companions who greeted them, she would nod and respond with a word or two.

Once we reached the coastline, there were even more people and the wind was stronger.

"I told you, you should wear a scarf." Luo Yunqing squatted down, adjusted the scarf that had been blown over, and tucked the blanket back in.

Seeing a group of college students around his age taking photos, he took out his phone and said, "Shall we take some pictures too?"

Pei Yanli never refused.

With their backs to the shore, just as the first firework went off, Luo Yunqing pressed the shutter.

After taking the photo, he opened it to view the footage. He was smiling broadly at the camera, but Pei Yanli turned her head away and looked at him.

"The sudden flash is a bit overwhelming," Pei Yanli coughed lightly. "Shall we take another one?"

Luo Yunqing replied without hesitation, "Okay."

If there are two, there will be three.

In the nine-square grid, there is only one firework exploding in the sky, and the rest are photos of two people together.

The next morning, I woke up to find many more likes and comments on my WeChat Moments, from classmates and people from clubs.

He scrolled through the messages one by one, and just as he was about to put down his phone after exiting, he saw that Yang Ying had sent him several messages.

The first few lines are in small gray text; they have been withdrawn.

[Screenwriter Yang Ying]: This academic genius!

[Screenwriter Yang Ying]: (Image)

The image is a screenshot of Pei Hengzhi's WeChat Moments, posted three hours later than his. It also features a nine-grid layout, a fireworks background, and a photo of the two of them, with the proportions and composition of the image being exactly the same as Luo Yunqing's.

[Screenwriter Yang Ying]: Are you crazy? If you're going to date, just date. Why are you copying me? (angry)

[Luo Yunqing]: Who knows? (Smiling)

[Luo Yunqing]: They probably think I'm good at taking photos.

After replying to the messages, it was almost time to head back to the cruise ship.

At 4:30 p.m., after boarding the ship, Luo Yunqing took a few more photos with Pei Yanli on the deck, facing the setting sun.

If you want to learn, then keep learning.

Let's see how far he can learn.

The cruise ship slowly circled the two islands, one large and one small, and continued forward.

For the next two days, Luo Yunqing did not disembark. When the weather was nice, he would set up a sun lounger on the deck and sunbathe. The warm sunshine felt especially comfortable on his body. Occasionally, when he opened his eyes, he would find Pei Yanli taking pictures of him with her phone.

Not just on the deck, sometimes in the room, quietly reading a book, I would turn around and be photographed.

"Honey, I'm right here in front of you." Luo Yunqing reached out and scratched his chin. "Still taking pictures?"

“I took pictures, and I’ve preserved them.” Pei Yanli skillfully helped him into the wheelchair and swiped through the pictures for him. “This is when you first woke up and opened the window to watch the sunrise. This one is when you were setting off sparklers on the deck at night…”

Many of these photos were taken without Luo Yunqing's knowledge. He put his arm around Luo Yunqing's neck and leaned against him, teasingly saying, "There are so many, they could make a photo album."

“Okay.” Pei Yanli placed her phone face down on the coffee table next to her and wrapped her arms around his waist. “When we get back, we’ll make a photo album… and put it in our new home.”

Luo Yunqing: "New home?"

“Yes, the new home.” Actually, Pei Yanli had mentioned it the day after their marriage, but he changed the subject at the time, saying, “Four Seasons Cloud Peak is closer to Peking University, which will make it more convenient for you to go to school.”

On the contrary, there are many things to do and many constraints in the old house.

Pei Yanli didn't want something like that to happen again, especially not in front of him.

“If you’re telling me this, then you must have already thought it through.” Luo Yunqing nodded without any objection: “Let’s go back in the last two days and move there before I go to school.”

…………

The cruise ship sailed briefly at sea for three days before returning home.

Upon receiving news of their return, Pei Hengzhi, who had been indulging in a drunken stupor at a bar, rushed back, reeking of alcohol and still in his clothes.

When they arrived at their second uncle's courtyard, they only saw Chen Zhao.

"Don't prepare dinner yet." Chen Zhao glanced at him sideways, pretending not to see him, and continued to instruct the servants: "The madam sent word that we'll be having dinner with the boss in the old man's courtyard tonight."

Laughter echoed continuously from the main courtyard, making the large house courtyard seem even more lifeless in comparison.

Pei Hengzhi returned to his room, flopped onto the bed, and the photos he had seen on Cheng Xu's phone automatically appeared before his eyes.

Hearing the laughter that seemed to reach his ears again, he suddenly stood up, grabbed the teacup on the table, and slammed it to the ground with a loud crack! It shattered into pieces.

My second uncle is clearly crippled, completely crippled!!

What is there for him to be happy about?

It must all be an act.

Pei Hengzhi repeatedly tried to convince himself like this, but whenever he thought of the scene where he was on the phone with his second uncle in the dormitory corridor, bending down to grab his hair and seeing the red marks on his neck, he would get inexplicably angry.

Furious, he smashed a teacup on the ground.

Madam Wang Manshu pushed open the door and came in. The cup had just cracked at her feet. She didn't even look at it. "What's the use of you being angry?"

Pei Hengzhi concealed the jealousy in his eyes, a jealousy he himself was unaware of, and turned away. "I don't understand. He's clearly a cripple."

"A cripple? What makes him crippled?" Wang Manshu scoffed. "A broken leg doesn't make him crippled?"

Even without legs, Pei Yanli still has hands and brains. "As long as he is alive, we will never be able to turn the tables. We will always be... crushed under his feet, just like your incompetent father."

"But Mother, what can we do now?" Pei Hengzhi hurriedly went over: "The last incident didn't take his life, so we'll only be more careful from now on."

The security around the courtyard was all arranged by the old man, and his medication was also managed by a special person, making it very difficult for him to have another chance to steal it.

"What's the rush!" Wang Manshu said to him calmly. "I heard from the old man's courtyard that he's moving out with that man. Once he leaves the old house, he'll surely find opportunities. But you don't need to worry too much about that. The most important thing now is to get into the company and help your father, and seize power before he recovers."

"He's...moving out." Pei Hengzhi was stunned, and couldn't hear anything else after that. His mind was filled with this one thing, and he murmured, "Why is he moving out so soon?"

After tossing and turning all night, early the next morning, Pei Hengzhi found himself on the path where he had previously met Luo Yunqing.

The two osmanthus trees by the roadside are in full bloom.

The pale yellow stamens fluttered down in the wind, with the occasional blossom landing on someone's shoulder.

"I'll start classes on the 8th. It'll be four days, until Friday. I'll come over on Saturday or Sunday. I'll let you know in advance if anything comes up."

With a piercing gaze fixed behind her, Luo Yunqing abruptly turned around to face him. Her expression instantly turned cold, and she lowered her voice, saying, "That's all for now, I'm hanging up."

He hung up the phone deftly and put it in his pocket.

Who are you talking to on the phone?

"none of your business!"

Luo Yunqing was too lazy to waste words with him and turned to leave.

Before he could take more than a few steps, Pei Hengzhi yelled at the top of his lungs, "Xiaoxue and I are together!"

how.

Should we present them with a banner?

Luo Yunqing took two deep breaths to calm her pounding fists, then turned around and raised an eyebrow: "Then you have to call me Second Aunt."

From the very beginning, Pei Hengzhi disliked this title, and now it felt even more grating. "You said you like my second uncle, so how do you know that my second uncle likes you?"

He sneered bitterly, "Don't think it's just wishful thinking."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Pei Hengzhi became even more aggressive, "What do you have? All you have to look at is this face!"

Luo Yunqing: "Thank you."

"What?"

"Thank you for telling me I'm pretty." Luo Yunqing raised her chin slightly, showing no modesty whatsoever: "I think so too."

"you!"

Pei Hengzhi was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Just then, the sound of turning wheels slowly approached.

Chen Zhao pushed the wheelchair and coughed heavily twice, looked at the proprietress, and then frowned fiercely at Pei Hengzhi.

This thing is like a persistent ghost.

"Wife, what are you saying to Xiaoheng here?"

Luo Yunqing immediately sensed something was wrong. You see, Pei Yanli never called him "wife" in public.

Is this reaction because she's angry?

"Husband~" Tears instantly welled up in her eyes. Luo Yunqing rushed over in a few steps, her eyes already red from rubbing them. She leaned on the wheelchair, sobbing, and pointed behind her, "Nephew, you bullied me!"

Pei Hengzhi: !!

"He said you don't like me." Luo Yunqing bit her lip, seemingly trying hard not to cry out, but tears silently streamed down her face. "He said you only like me, my face! Is that true, husband?"

"How could this be!"

Seeing him cry, Pei Yanli panicked instantly and hurriedly pulled his sleeve to wipe his tears. "I like you, not just for your face, but for every moment you are performing on stage, fishing and barbecuing on the island, under the fireworks, at sunset... I like every single moment."

Luo Yunqing had only intended to bluff, but she didn't expect him to say it so innocently. Her eyes, which had been red from rubbing, suddenly felt a little sore.

If only it were this easy to say in my past life.

The more I wiped away the tears, the more they flowed; I just couldn't stop them.

This was the first time Pei Yanli had ever seen him so upset. She reached out and covered his eyes, glancing at someone diagonally opposite her, and coldly snapped, "Apologize to your second aunt now!"

"He wasn't like that at all just now..."

"Apologize!"

Having been in a car accident, his temper softened, and he forgot that this was Pei Yanli, the second master of the Pei family, who had been studying abroad since the age of thirteen and had taken control of all of Pei's overseas companies in just three years after graduating with a master's degree.

He was also the pride of heaven that his grandfather often talked about.

He will never be able to reach the ceiling that requires him to bow and bend over.

"Pei Hengzhi!"

"I'm sorry, Second Aunt!" Pei Hengzhi lowered his head again, clenching his fists tightly. "I misspoke, Second Aunt, please don't be angry!"

Even before Pei Yanli confronted him, Luo Yunqing was no longer upset. She rubbed her face with her hand and said coquettishly, "Husband, let's... let's move out soon. I don't want to stay here anymore."

"Okay, we'll move it this afternoon."

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