Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Wedding date, September 29th.
Pei Yanli insisted on breaking off the engagement simply because she felt he had a better future, something that was far better than marrying him.
Luo Yunqing then blocked all other routes.
Let him know how biased his parents are, how he, the stuttering young master, walks on thin ice in the Song family, how he was framed, and how he couldn't even utter a complete defense of himself...
After that, he will definitely change his original idea.
Having spent five years together in their previous life, Luo Yunqing knew him very well.
Pei Yanli has always been soft-hearted.
If he remains as soft-hearted as he was in his past life, tonight's plan will surely succeed.
really,
He made the right bet.
Marriage...marriage!!
Even though I had anticipated it, my heart still pounded wildly, and my nerves, which had been taut all night, jumped to their limit at that moment.
Immediately afterwards, the world spun around.
Luo Yunqing shook her head, pinching her palm hard: "I...I..."
Why did you have to stutter at this particular time?
No, I have to tell him, "I do!"
"I……"
"What's wrong? You have a fever!"
In just a short while, two unnatural blushes appeared on Luo Yunqing's face, her breathing became rapid, and it felt as if weights were piling up in her head, becoming heavier and heavier.
He quickly braced his knees.
Less than three seconds later, thud! He landed right in someone's arms.
"Luo Yunqing!"
"It's so hot!"
A large hand landed on his forehead.
Before she completely lost consciousness, as if separated by a hundred-meter-deep sea, Luo Yunqing heard someone anxiously calling for a doctor.
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There were already established family heirs of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in the banquet hall.
Tang Yajun was invited over.
After examining the wound and carefully taking her pulse, Luo Yunqing's pulse was found to be very erratic, indicating excessive worry and a large amount of pent-up emotions accumulating in her heart and lungs.
"...The fall into the water caused an infection in his wounds. In addition, he was already somewhat malnourished and had a weak immune system."
"We need to bring down his temperature first and then brew some herbal decoction to clear heat and reduce inflammation."
Tang Yajun, who was licensed to practice medicine, immediately wrote a prescription for Madam Song. Turning her head, she hesitated, swallowing her words again and again, but finally couldn't help but ask, "Second Master, can you let go now?"
Ever since she was called to see a doctor, Pei Yanli has been sitting by the bedside, holding her hand, and hasn't let go yet.
This is too much...
"It's not that my boss won't let go!" Chen Zhao felt it necessary to clarify, and flipped Luo Yunqing's wrist, which was hanging outside the quilt, up and down—his thumb and forefinger were tightly gripping Pei Yanli's sleeve, and he couldn't pull it off.
It's not that we won't let go.
The other party is simply holding on too tightly.
"What happened?" Tang Yajun pulled him aside, glanced behind her, and whispered, "He and your boss..."
"Miss Tang will know in a couple of days." Chen Zhao said mysteriously, pulling back the sleeve that she had been holding, straightening it, and putting on a serious expression.
Tang Yajun's lips twitched: "Are you still keeping me in suspense? Here's what we'll do: next time, I'll give you a 10% discount on your treatment fee."
Pshaw~ You think he can sell information with a 90% discount? What kind of person does he take Chen Zhao for?
"8.8% off".
"It all started a week ago..." Chen Zhao took the initiative to push the person's shoulder and lead them out.
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In the blink of an eye, only Pei Yanli remained in the bedroom.
Unable to leave, I decided to stay a little longer, checking on Luo Yunqing's forehead and cheeks every now and then. Even with cooling patches, her face was still burning hot, and her eyes were red. Even without a fever, her eyes would definitely sting when she woke up the next day.
It's hard to imagine how this would have ended if he hadn't come today. How much grievance would he have suffered because of it?
"I misunderstood." He sighed softly, cupping the other's burning cheeks and unconsciously stroking them twice.
Perhaps due to calluses on her hands, Luo Yunqing frowned uncomfortably.
The next second, before he could withdraw his hand, a dark mass of heads tilted to the side, rubbing their faces against his palm without any warning, their eyes tightly closed as they stammered, "Pei... Pei..."
Are they calling him?
Pei Yanli leaned closer.
Luo Yunqing's mouth opened and closed, but the volume was extremely low.
To hear him clearly, he leaned closer, almost to his lips, and whispered in his ear, "What did you say? Do you want some water?"
"Get married!"
Those two short words seemed to have drained all my energy.
Unexpectedly, Pei Yanli misunderstood: "You don't want to marry me? That's okay..."
"No, no!" Luo Yunqing opened her eyes immediately in fright, her head still spinning. She swayed as she got up and snuggled into his arms. "Get married, okay?"
He nodded as he spoke, "Okay, okay!"
"I understand." Pei Yanli quickly pressed him back onto the bed and wrapped him tightly in the quilt. "You should rest well first and let the fever go down before we talk about it."
"To get married".
"Okay, let's get married."
Trying hard to hear his words, Luo Yunqing exhausted her last bit of strength and fell into a peaceful sleep.
She slept soundly until dawn.
When I woke up, there was no one in the room.
Luo Yunqing sat up, took off the cooling patch from her forehead, and was about to put it on the bedside table when she saw a velvet gift box she had never seen before, with a sticky note underneath.
He recognized it at a glance as Pei Yanli's handwriting.
"Get some rest, and remember to apply a warm towel to your eyes when you wake up."
"We'll talk about marriage when you're feeling better. Here's my private number: 152XXXX8766."
"Also, happy birthday! The gift is on the table; I hope you like it."
Luo Yunqing read it carefully, word by word, then picked up the red velvet gift box. The magnetic clasp was very tight, and it took some effort to open it.
Snap!
With a crisp sound, a diamond brooch shaped like a flower stamen caught the eye, its center a nearly golden yellow sapphire. Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, refracting into a rainbow of colors.
This gem appears to be a piece from the last Queen auction, called "Star of the Desert".
So that's why Pei Yanli went there that time.
Luo Yunqing picked up the brooch and examined it closely in the sunlight.
It's so beautiful.
It's his favorite color.
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Around noon, Pei Yanli received a verification message on her phone; the profile picture was an oil-painted butterfly.
After it was approved, [AAA洛洛] sent a photo of the gift box: I really like the gift~ The brooch is beautiful~ (puppy spinning around)
[It's Pei, not Pei]: As long as you like it (happy)
[It's Pei, not Pei]: Are you feeling better?
【AAA洛洛】：There are so many!
The other party is typing...
[AAA LuoLuo]: When are we getting married?
Pei Yanli was taken aback.
Just as he was about to reply "No rush," Chen Zhao knocked twice and came in, saying, "A message came from the main building that the old master invites you to have dinner together."
They really did have a meal together, and they really agreed on a wedding date.
Since receiving the news last night that he would not cancel the engagement but would only change the bride, the old man was so happy that he barely slept all night. He sent someone to Nanyan Temple to find a fortune teller, donated a box of incense money, and had all the auspicious days for marriage in the second half of the year calculated.
"Get things done as soon as possible, so that when I get down there and see your mother, I can have something to say to her."
"How about September 29th?"
"It's a bit tight, less than a month, but it's not a big problem. If I try my best, I might be able to conceive a big, healthy boy before the end of the year."
Pei Yanli: Who? Who is in my heart?
"Speaking of which, I've never seen what my daughter-in-law looks like," the old man asked Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao nodded truthfully: "Beautiful, very beautiful! She looks like an angel, much more beautiful than that fake young master from the Song family."
He took out his phone and started scrolling through the news. Suddenly, he pointed at Pei Yanli and said, "I remember the boss saved the picture."
Pei Yanli: "..."
"Boss, hurry up! The old man is waiting to see his daughter-in-law."
This is utterly upside down!
Pei Yanli glanced at him secretly, opened her private photo album, and pulled out a few photos she had saved from the news.
The old man put on his reading glasses and squinted to look at the child: "Oh! This child is indeed quite good-looking, with the charm of his mother back in the day. His children will definitely be good-looking too!"
“Dad!” Pei Yanli couldn’t hold back this time. “He’s a man too.”
How can two men have a child?
Mutation?
"Hahaha... Just kidding, why are you taking it seriously? Do you think I'm really getting old and my eyesight is failing me? I can't even tell the difference between a boy and a girl?" The old man laughed twice, took off his glasses, and got back to business: "Now that the person is settled, let's set the wedding date as soon as possible. September 29th is the most auspicious day."
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There is also a slight fever.
After taking her medicine and waiting for a reply, Luo Yunqing went back to sleep.
I woke up slowly around 2 p.m. When I opened my eyes, before my vision was fully focused, I noticed a dark figure standing in front of my bed.
Pei Yanli?
Just as I was about to get a better look, a cell phone was thrown at my head.
The video playing above isn't very clear, but it's enough to give you a glimpse of the whole scene—it's footage of Song Xuechen and him by the pool last night.
"...Xiaoqing, this necklace is really important to me. If you want it, I can lend it to you later, but can you return it to me today?"
A soft, sweet voice, tinged with a sob, flowed out.
After Song Xuechen finished speaking, several young men around her immediately chimed in.
"As expected of someone who grew up in an orphanage, their hands and feet are always dirty."
"That's true, he's never seen anything so good before."
"You can't just rob someone outright."
"I'm warning you, if you know what's good for you, hand over the stuff yourself. Don't force us to take action, or things will get ugly!"
...
Pleading, warnings, and threats were used in turn.
Luo Yunqing remained silent throughout.
As time ticked by, around 7:52:38 PM, he clearly glanced to the right, past the people around him.
Then, take a step back.
Thump!
He fell into the pool, splashing up a huge spray of water.
Shortly after, Pei Yanli and her group arrived, and Chen Zhao took off his coat and jumped into the pool...
That's the end of the video.
"What excellent acting! You fooled everyone." Song Moyan looked down at you, his eyes narrowed coldly. "Didn't expect that, did you? There were security cameras by the pool, clearly recording all of you!"
The hand that was pressing on the blanket pulled back slightly.
Song Moyan grabbed his neck and forced him to tilt his head back: "Xiaoxue and his friends didn't touch you at all from beginning to end. You jumped down on your own!"
"Hehe..." Not fully recovered from her illness, Luo Yunqing's laughter was weak and feeble. She lazily glanced down at the hand gripping her neck and looked at him sideways: "Big brother really went all out for him."
"That's because I believe in Xiaoxue!"
"Believe? Believe what? Believe that it wasn't him who framed me for stealing the necklace?" Luo Yunqing tilted her head and asked again, "Since you found the surveillance footage, you must have seen the first half, right?"
Song Xuechen took off the necklace herself and, under the pretense of talking to him, stuffed it into his pocket.
If he were still wearing those ill-fitting pants from before, the plan might have succeeded. But those pants were just prepared for him by Lin Wenting, and the size was perfect, unlike the loose pants Song Xuechen wore yesterday.
How could he not know if something was suddenly stuffed into him?
"It's just an eye for an eye." He blinked innocently and laughed, "Why can't I play along?"
Song Moyan abruptly released his grip, a flash of malice crossing his eyes. "I truly underestimated you! But don't get too cocky. Wait until I hand this surveillance footage over to Father..."
"Father?" Luo Yunqing picked up her phone to check the latest message from Pei Yanli, her smile deepening without any fear: "Go ahead."
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