Chapter 41 "The one who should have been married to you was me..."
At the Xijinshan Winter Race, monitoring points were set up at every bend, not to mention helicopters that provided aerial tracking and real-time video transmission to the large screen inside the venue.
With thousands of eyes watching, plus the event being broadcast live across all platforms, reaching tens or hundreds of thousands of people, if there really was a problem, wouldn't no one have noticed?
“Brother, do you really not know, or are you pretending to be confused?” Pei Yanli looked at the man whose hair had turned white in just one day, closed her eyes and sighed: “Racing is completely different from driving normally. The average speed is over 200 kilometers per hour, even up to 300. Brother… instead of being suspicious here, why don’t you ask the organizers if they have found out what caused it? Didn’t they set up an investigation team?”
Just because Xiao Luo participated, just because he went, is this matter being forcibly pinned on him?
“If you insist that it was me, then please produce the evidence and bring the police to me.” Pei Yanli said no more to him, maneuvered her wheelchair away, and slowly stopped behind him, muttering as if to herself: “Since you are so afraid of my retaliation, why did you do those things in the first place?”
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I left the company before 6:30.
But the sky darkened early on.
The first snow of the year had not yet melted on the streets, and sanitation workers could be seen sweeping it up in piles everywhere. In front of the shops that were open for business, you could see small snowmen from time to time. They were not very tall, and their noses and eyes were crooked. They were probably melted by the sun during the day and gradually froze again before they could completely melt.
"Boss," Chen Zhao asked, driving the car, "Shall we...go straight home now?"
Pei Yanli looked away from her phone and said, "Go to Peking University and pick up Xiao Luo."
Chen Zhao: "Okay."
A moment later, a voice came from the back seat again. Pei Yanli asked, "How is it at the hospital?"
Unfortunately, it was rush hour, and they were stopped at a red light. Chen Zhao braked and glanced at the rearview mirror before replying, "The situation isn't good. The impact of plunging down the cliff was tremendous. He broke three ribs and suffered a comminuted fracture of his right leg. Luckily, their racing suit was good and reduced the impact somewhat; otherwise, it wouldn't have been just a simple fracture. The old man used all his connections to urgently find the best cardiac surgeon, and for now... he's survived and is lying in the ICU."
After that, it's up to him whether he can wake up.
"I wish he were still alive."
After everyone changed into their uniforms, they entered the final rehearsal stage. You Jianan was fastening armbands for someone when the conversation turned to Pei Hengzhi, at which point Luo Yunqing said something like this.
Without much thought, he replied, "Yes, if he just dies like this... he never really did anything bad."
Luo Yunqing adjusted her white wig and smiled.
Didn't do anything wrong?
"Whether you should say it or not, huh?" After getting dressed, attention returned to him. You Jianan shook her head and sighed, "You really do look good in everything. If only I could lose weight like you..."
"Come on."
Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Xu, whose bandit-like air couldn't be hidden even in his military uniform, came over with his long sword and interrupted him with a sneer: "You think you can become Luo Yunqing just because you've lost weight?"
She's not just good-looking.
To become Luo Yunqing, you first need to have a face like hers.
You Jianan touched his face, listlessly lowered his head, and then heard a stuttering voice: "Senior is doing very well now, healthy and strong, which is more important than anything else."
My low mood instantly lifted.
You Jianan was just saying it casually; if you actually asked him to lose weight, he might not have the willpower.
He happily raised his chin at Cheng Xu: "Look at what my junior said, and then look at you."
Cheng Xu: "What's wrong with me?"
Yu Jianan didn't bother to say anything to him, and fastened the bell around Luo Yunqing's waist as well. Then he sighed again, "You're good-looking and your acting is pretty good too, why don't you play the lead role?"
Instead, they chose the character with the fewest appearances in the entire script, with barely any lines.
Luo Yunqing pointed back at herself: "Look at what I'm saying, how could I possibly be in this role? Besides, this role is quite suitable for me."
"Then you don't need to..."
The activity room door opened, and the people from Yanxi came in.
Song Xuechen was among them, having already changed her clothes in the activity room next door. She was playing the lead role in this play, Prometheus, a holy and virtuous hero who saves humanity from suffering.
In contrast, Luo Yunqing, although playing the god Hermes, has a pair of huge black bone wings growing from his back.
You Jianan: "Xiao Luo, how are the wings feeling? Are they heavy?"
The black bone wings weighed 20 pounds and required three people to lift them up to put them on. Luo Yunqing ignored the gaze that was staring at her and frowned slightly: "A bit."
“Then how about…” Yang Ying came over with the script and suggested, “Let’s not wear it, it’s just a formality anyway.”
“Wearing a long robe alone doesn’t give the same feeling.” Before Luo Yunqing could say anything, You Jianan became anxious.
He spent two months painstakingly crafting this prop.
"You should also consider your junior," Yang Ying said softly, hiding her face behind her script. "His back is still hurting."
"Oh!" You Jianan almost forgot about that. "Well... never mind."
"I was just saying, a little." After securing the bone wings, Luo Yunqing took a couple of steps around. "I can still handle it. Anyway, I don't have many scenes to film."
With these two steps and a turn, he was in front of Song Xuechen. The bone wings swept across his cheek, and he took several steps back.
"Ah~ Sorry, I didn't hit you, did I?" Luo Yunqing smiled at him, raising one corner of her mouth: "My dear, Prometheus."
Song Xuechen's face darkened instantly.
Just as he was about to retort, seeing that almost everyone around him was from Peking University, he suppressed his anger and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Luo Yunqing, don't be so smug! Once Aheng wakes up, it will be your death day!"
His death is imminent.
He was so scared.
Do you really think that just because he's awake, it proves he did it?
“Compared to that,” Luo Yunqing said, extending her serpentine golden staff and pressing it against the other man’s chin, forcing him to look up, “the one you should be most worried about right now is yourself.”
She had barely managed to save her relationship with Pei Hengzhi by taking the blame for being drunk, and now he was acting recklessly again.
After all this commotion, how much value does he still have in Song Jingguo's eyes?
Those around them kept their eyes down, watching the two whispering to each other. One had a constant smile on his face, while the other looked ashen. No one dared to go up and ask a question.
However—putting aside their past grievances, the scene where Luo Yunqing uses the golden staff to hook his chin does indeed seem to have something from the script.
Yang Ying and the playwright from Yanxi Drama Club both brightened up at the same time and excitedly shook hands with each other.
"Alright, alright." Finally, Cheng Xu coughed lightly to interrupt, "Let's get back to rehearsing."
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Although he played a villain, the character didn't appear much. Most of the time, Luo Yunqing rested on the sidelines, occasionally glancing at his phone.
Upon receiving the news that Pei Yanli was coming to pick him up, he was so excited that he had to re-enact the scene three times.
“Hermes, you should be showing pity right now, not… could you please stop smirking?” Cheng Xu, taking over the scene, couldn’t help but ask, “What’s making you so happy?”
As soon as he asked, he understood: "It's Second Master."
Just as Luo Yunqing was getting into character and building up her emotions, she smiled again and asked, "How did you know my husband was coming to pick me up?"
Cheng Xu: "..."
Now I know.
He finally understood why Xia Lin always stood with her hands on her hips and shouted at the top of her lungs during rehearsals.
I really can't help but yell.
"Luo Yunqing, rehearse!"
"Arkas, is this how you talk to me?"
Once she gets into character, Luo Yunqing can do almost every scene in one take, especially the last scene. After her true face is revealed, black bone wings grow from her back. Coupled with her gentle, compassionate smile with a hint of cynicism, it makes her even more captivating.
Even if it's not a leading role, it can still be instantly recognizable.
"Oh no, I had a feeling this was going to be a huge hit!" Yang Ying excitedly clapped her hands. "The pure villain character is so appealing, he'll never be redeemed even in death."
“Yes, yes,” another screenwriter chimed in.
Glancing up, he saw someone enter the activity room. He rubbed his eyes and nudged Yang Ying twice with his arm. "Hey! Isn't that Second Master Pei?"
Yang Ying turned around as she heard her words, and after a moment of surprise, she quickly calmed down. "What's the big deal? They're obviously here to pick up their junior."
She said this, but her body had already gotten up from the chair. She walked over with her hands behind her back and said, "Good evening, Second Master."
Pei Yanli nodded, her gaze remaining fixed on the people rehearsing.
Yang Ying quickly added, "The rehearsal is about to end."
"Okay, sure." As Chen Zhao brought in a few paper bags, Pei Yanli said, "Everyone has worked hard tonight. It's quite cold. Have some hot drinks."
"Wow! Thank you, Second Master." Yang Ying quickly waved to the few people who were temporarily free.
It didn't make much noise, but placed in an activity room that wasn't particularly large, it was eye-catching enough.
Soon, Cheng Xu told everyone in the rehearsal to stop.
Luo Yunqing removed her bone wings and quickly went to his side, "Husband, you're here~"
"Hmm." Pei Yanli stroked his face. "Aren't you cold wearing so little?"
Luo Yunqing shook her head and pointed to the air conditioner in the corner: "It's on."
Moreover, to cover the hickeys on his shoulder, he wore a short-sleeved shirt underneath his off-shoulder robe.
"It's good that it's not cold." Pei Yanli then took out a cup of hot milk. "Chen Zhao just bought it."
Luo Yunqing took the milk and craned his neck to look at the other drinks on the table: honey grapefruit tea, corn juice, red bean and barley milk... It seemed that the only pure milk was the cup in his hand.
"Didn't you used to love drinking milk?" Pei Yanli cupped his face and turned his head back. "Have you started liking something else now?"
"No." Luo Yunqing took two gulps from the paper cup. "I still prefer this one!"
I finished a glass of milk in a few sips, and my stomach felt warm and my heart was full.
He added, "We need to rehearse one more time, which will probably take about twenty minutes."
"Then I'll go wait for you in the car."
"Isn't it here?"
“I was afraid you’d get distracted.” Pei Yanli turned her wheelchair around, pulled him out of the activity room, and gave him a restrained kiss with her back to the person inside. “Message me when you’re done.”
Okay~
After watching the person take the elevator down to the garage, Luo Yunqing returned to the activity room and turned around to meet the teasing gazes of the crowd.
"Ouch! Didn't I choose honey pomelo? Why is it so sour?"
"The corn juice is so sweet today."
"Is it sweeter than milk?"
...
Luo Yunqing smiled slightly: "There won't be any tomorrow."
"ah?"
"He's not a junior, we were just joking."
A commotion broke out in the activity room.
No one noticed that a figure had slipped away silently.
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Down in the garage, Chen Zhao pushed the person to a stop by the car door, felt his pockets but found nothing, then reached for his pants pocket.
Pei Yanli: "What's wrong?"
“The key is missing, I remember…” Chen Zhao rummaged through his pockets again, then suddenly remembered: “I think I put it on the table with the drink. I’ll go get it and come right back.”
He immediately took the elevator up to the fourth floor, where he ran into Luo Yunqing, who had come to deliver the keys.
He jingled the keys: "Little Chen, you can forget this?"
"I just took too much stuff," Chen Zhao explained, then admitted, "It was my carelessness. Please don't dock my pay, boss lady."
"You're always watching your salary." Luo Yunqing handed it over. "Alright, hurry back. Ali's still alone in the garage."
The underground parking garage was dark and gloomy, and I could only barely see my surroundings by relying on the brightness of my phone screen.
Pei Yanli looked down and scrolled through the photos on her phone, showing a fallen angel with black bone wings, yet still holy and unapproachable.
He spread his two fingers wide, enlarging the image.
Footsteps gradually reached my ears.
"You're back?"
The garage echoed with silence, but no one answered.
Pei Yanli turned her head in confusion, raised her phone to shine the light, and then put it down.
"Second Uncle Pei".
Song Xuechen took two more steps forward.
"What are you doing here?"
"I...I'll see my second uncle off."
“No need.” Pei Yanli didn’t turn her head. “Besides, you and Xiao Heng aren’t married yet, so calling him Second Uncle is too early.”
"...Second Master."
"Let's go back."
Pei Hengzhi doesn't know when he'll wake up. If he doesn't wake up, Luo Yunqing was right; he should be the one worrying now.
His father was already looking for other marriage partners for him, and without exception, those people were all rejected by their respective families.
He is too.
no!
He has to grab a better one before that.
Otherwise, they will only be abandoned.
Song Xuechen steeled her heart and stepped forward again: "Second Master, I should be the one you are to marry."
If the marriage had been agreed upon from the beginning, Luo Yunqing wouldn't have had a chance.
All that favor and attention should be his!
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