Chapter 35 "Old Pei, how's your heart?"...
That fox that got him into a drunk driving scandal and forced him to kneel in the ancestral hall for three hours every day!
For some time now, Pei Hengzhi couldn't understand why that Mercedes had singled him out. Now he knew the reason!
Xijinshan Winter Challenge.
That fox is a racer!
The purpose of making such a big show of things was actually to test his strength.
...Very well, he wanted to see who was really behind that fox mask!
"You want to go racing?" Pei Wenxian rejected the idea without hesitation: "No, you're not allowed to go!"
How long has it been since the last incident?
They just don't learn their lesson.
“Dad, I went to investigate the person who hit me. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have…” Pei Wenxian gave him a look, and he swallowed the rest of his words.
But if we don't go, won't we never know who that person is?
Pei Hengzhi persisted, "Dad."
"There's no room for discussion on this." Pei Wenxian's attitude was firm: "Your grandfather finally agreed to let you go to the company, and now you want to cause me trouble?"
"Is Zhu Xiaoheng going to the company?"
Wang Manshu's complexion has been extremely poor lately, and she has been unable to sleep peacefully every night. When she finally manages to fall asleep, she is plagued by nightmares night after night.
Despite immediately paying the bodyguard a large sum of money to fire him, he was still constantly worried about when Pei Yanli would produce the oil pipeline.
He became completely neurotic, unable to control his temper over the smallest things. "He agreed to let Xiaoheng go to the company? To be a salesperson!"
Why send the dignified young master of the Pei family to run business?
Pei Wenxian: "This is to train him."
"Is this training?!" Wang Manshu said, her voice full of dissatisfaction. "It sounds nice to say 'start from the bottom,' but in reality, the old man never intended for Xiaoheng to inherit the Pei family!"
"That's enough." Pei Wenxian's head throbbed as he listened to her hoarse shout: "If it weren't for my second brother's intercession, he wouldn't have had this chance."
Pei Yanli!
The string that had been taut in my mind snapped.
Wang Manshu's eyes reddened instantly, and she retorted, "Is he really that kind?"
They knew that she had someone tamper with the car and even helped Xiao Heng get into the company.
Pei Yanli isn't that stupid!
“He didn’t mean any harm,” Pei Wenxian retorted. “Then what did he do?”
Nothing has been done so far.
But as he gripped the brake fuel line, Wang Manshu refused to believe that he would really do nothing.
It must be that they are waiting for the right opportunity.
The argument raged on in the study.
Exhausted both physically and mentally, Pei Wenxian said "Whatever" and strode away.
…………
As evening approached, my phone started buzzing and vibrating.
Pei Hengzhi then sent another message: Just you wait!
The fish has taken the bait.
Luo Yunqing stared at the text message, a slight smile curving her lips.
"What are you looking at, so happy?" Pei Yanli scooped up a bowl of winter melon, corn, and pork rib soup and pushed it towards her.
Luo Yunqing immediately put down her phone and shook her head: "No, nothing."
"What's going on in the club?"
"Uh-huh!"
Pei Yanli then asked, "What play are we rehearsing this time?"
“Mythology, based on Greek mythology.” Luo Yunqing took a sip of soup, picked up her phone which was lying face down on the table, quickly deleted messages and blocked Pei Hengzhi’s number, opened her photo album and showed it to him, “Senior has already sent over the designed performance costumes, look.”
A long, sloping robe with corresponding metal accessories layered at the waist and arms, the design was exquisite and gorgeous.
Just one thing made Pei Yanli lower her eyes and purse her lips: "Do we have to wear this kind of clothes for performances?"
Especially the male performance costumes, the upper body and half of the body are almost exposed.
Since it's based on Greek mythology, there certainly won't be any other clothes layered underneath the robe.
By then, wouldn't everyone have seen it?
"It was just designed, and my senior said he wasn't satisfied, so he asked his mom to revise it." Luo Yunqing put her phone away and looked at it carefully: "I think it's pretty good."
"It's too cold."
"The party will be held in the auditorium, where the air conditioning will be on." With so many teachers and students from the whole school, it won't get too cold.
"But……"
Luo Yunqing put down her spoon, moved closer to him, and asked, "What exactly are you unhappy about?"
Pei Yanli's gaze shifted down to his chest. After a long while, her Adam's apple bobbed, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Pink."
"Um?"
Luo Yunqing was confused and followed his gaze downwards.
Then I heard another voice say, "They'll be seen."
Luo Yunqing immediately crossed her arms over her chest, her dark pupils darting around as she sighed softly, "There's nothing I can do; that's how the clothes are designed."
"Tell him to switch to a backpack style."
"This...isn't that inappropriate?" Luo Yunqing lowered her head, but couldn't help but smirk. "I can't be the only one doing this, doing something special."
"Aren't you planning to change your wife?"
Anyone who calls him "wife" is bound to cause trouble.
Luo Yunqing quietly raised her eyes, put one hand behind his back to support him, and Pei Yanli lowered his head and kissed him through his clothes, opening his mouth to take his lips into her mouth.
"Not changing?"
"Change, change!"
Luo Yunqing wasn't thick-skinned enough to perform on stage with bite marks on her face.
He exited the photo and opened the chat box with You Jianan. "Actually... before I came back, I asked my senior to change it."
Pei Yanli froze, slowly withdrew her hand and sat up straight. "So, Xiao Luo was just making fun of me?"
"But I didn't ask you to kiss me."
Luo Yunqing blinked innocently.
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint blush appeared on his cheeks, which quickly spread to behind his ears.
Knowing that she was blushing, she even covered her face with her hand.
So cute.
Luo Yunqing quickly kissed his flushed face, then sat back down leisurely and continued drinking her soup. "The soup my husband made is so delicious!"
As the fever subsided, Pei Yanli silently served him two more bowls, changing the subject: "Regarding Xiaoyu's situation last time, I thought about it again. He's been hospitalized for the past few months and hasn't gone out much. How about we take him out sometime to see the world? Maybe then he won't be so afraid."
"Okay." Luo Yunqing pointed in the air with her spoon. "Then, the 21st!"
"twenty one?"
"Yeah! That day... a friend of mine went racing, so we went to watch together."
Pei Yanli wasn't particularly interested in racing: "Let's ask Xiaoyu first; we don't know if he'd be willing to go."
“Xiaoyu likes cars, she’ll definitely be willing to go!” Luo Yunqing lowered her eyes and pouted, “Besides, isn’t racing itself a competition about fighting fear and apprehension?”
It was his first time driving, and he was very scared, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
He appeared calm and composed, but his heart was actually pounding.
Does he really have to go racing?
not necessarily.
There are many ways to deal with Pei Hengzhi, and you can also give other birthday gifts.
But having already gripped the steering wheel, he thought, I have to give it a try.
Overcome your instinctive withdrawal and fear.
“Since you’ve put it that way,” Pei Yanli finally nodded, “Alright then, let’s go see it together.”
…………
Entering December, after two consecutive rain showers, the temperature plummeted, dropping below zero at one point.
The Xijinshan area was gradually closed off, with special personnel clearing the slippery mountain roads and setting up infrared monitoring points. At the same time, an arc-shaped viewing platform that can accommodate nearly 10,000 people was also built at the foot of the mountain.
It is rumored that several top domestic clubs are participating in this tournament.
Besides the legendary undefeated queen of the racing world, there's also the eldest son of the Pei family, who recently made headlines for drunk driving. No one knows what methods he used, but he somehow managed to avoid having his driver's license revoked.
These two alone are enough to arouse great interest among racing enthusiasts.
Tickets were sold out long before the pre-sale period began.
It was so popular that tickets were hard to come by.
But no one noticed that the Speed Club had actually recruited a newcomer with zero wins this time.
On the 21st.
Chen Zhao scrolled through the overwhelming advertisements online, held his ticket, took a few deep breaths, and knocked on the glass door of the office.
"Enter."
"Boss." Chen Zhao pushed open the door, trying his best to maintain a smile. "The boss's wife brought a few tickets. He said... there's something going on at the club, and he'll be late. He told us to go ahead first."
“I’m just finished here, let’s pick him up together.” Pei Yanli put down the contract in her hand.
Chen Zhao's expression changed slightly, and he quickly waved his hand: "No need! The boss lady said no need. There are a lot of people here, she told us to go early to avoid crowds."
"But……"
"Boss, just listen to the boss's wife." Chen Zhao took a few steps over, pushed the wheelchair out, and said, "We still need to go to the hospital to pick up Xiaoyu first."
After understanding the cause and effect and considering Xiaoyu's recent physical condition, the attending physician nodded and agreed to discharge her from the hospital. "However, the weather doesn't look very good today, so you should tell the child to wear more clothes to avoid catching a cold."
"Okay." Chen Zhao agreed repeatedly, then turned around and wrapped the thin child up like a chubby ball.
Xiaoyu's limbs were slightly outstretched, but she couldn't move because of her clothes. She could only tilt her head back and ask, "Where is Brother Xiaoluo?"
"Brother..." Chen Zhao subconsciously touched his nose, "He has something to do, he'll be there soon, let's go first. Xiaoyu, are you having fun watching the races?"
"Um!"
Xiaoyu nodded emphatically. She was in much better spirits than before, and everything seemed new and exciting to her once she left the hospital.
He was already very happy to be able to go out.
The Maybach slowly drove through the bustling city center, heading out into the suburbs, where the traffic became increasingly dense, all heading in the same direction.
Upon arriving at the foot of Xijin Mountain, a large crowd had already gathered.
Chen Zhao finally found a parking space. With his adult and child in the car, he got out of the car and soon saw an acquaintance.
"Uncle Zhang!"
The white-haired elderly man wearing a mask stood out among the young people whose average age was no more than twenty-five.
It was hard for Chen Zhao not to notice.
"Why is Second Master here?" Butler Zhang asked incredulously, half-removing his mask.
He's not interested in these things, is he?
Looking at Pei Yanli, and then moving to the child sitting in a wheelchair next to him, his first thought was: When did Second Master have such a big child?
wrong.
impossible!
They don't even look alike.
“This is Xiao Luo’s younger brother,” Pei Yanli explained, then added, “Xiao Luo gave us some tickets and asked us to come and see.”
"I see."
Steward Zhang had no suspicions.
Chen Zhao then asked, "Who brings you here?"
“My granddaughter also participated in this competition.” Zhang, the housekeeper, couldn’t stop smiling when she mentioned her beloved granddaughter. “It’s getting late, let’s go inside first.”
As the group entered the center of the venue, they noticed that the tickets in their hands were all connected together.
Butler Zhang: "Young Master's classmate is really generous. I heard that the tickets for the inner field have already been resold for almost six figures."
“Yes.” Chen Zhao suddenly gripped the wheelchair tightly and chimed in, “Boss lady, my classmate is so generous.”
Seeing him nervously tucking his thumb away, Pei Yanli looked at the ticket in her hand, "Chen Zhao..."
"Old Pei!"
No sooner had he spoken than Teng Zaiye squeezed through the crowd and came over, saying, "You're here!"
Pei Yanli: What are you doing here?
“I…” Teng Zaiye teased the child next to him, then turned his face away. “I’m perfectly normal here, I’m the coach.”
"The coach of that speed club?" Pei Yanli suddenly remembered the phone call she made to him during their honeymoon.
Teng Zaiye looked around, but didn't look at him, and nodded.
In front of the inner grandstand, several large screens offer a direct view of the entire Xijin Mountain Range, and the on-site commentator is introducing this mountain loop track, which is known as the "Frosty Bone Corridor".
After the introductions, the next step is to disclose the past race results of each club and participating driver, and their avatars and names will appear on the screen accordingly.
Teng Zaiye crossed his arms and pondered for a while, then decided he should give people a heads-up first.
"Old Pei, I have a question for you." He leaned closer, scanning you up and down, lingering particularly on your chest. "How's your...heart?"
Pei Yanli: "Your last two checkups were fine, why are you suddenly asking about this?"
"It's alright, it's alright." Teng Zaiye shook his head repeatedly, then turned to the side and muttered softly, "I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."
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