Chapter 17, Chapter 17: 10GB of "study materials"...
I finally get to enter a dream, I can't let him slip away.
Luo Yunqing cupped the face that was shaking in front of her, focused for a long time, and pressed her index finger against the pale lips.
So that's where it was.
"Xiao Luo," Pei Yanli said, assuming he was just very drunk, "lie back down first and wipe your hands..."
The wet towel fell straight down beside the wheelchair.
The hand that was about to push the person away suddenly froze in mid-air.
The photo on the phone, zoomed in and out with a finger, suddenly appeared before my eyes, so close that even the fine hairs on her face were clearly visible. Her face was flushed, her eyelashes were wet, and her once clear and bright eyes were slightly unfocused due to intoxication.
Pei Yanli slowly rolled her Adam's apple.
A warm breath quickly enveloped her lips, biting and nibbling again and again... Not content with just that, she would pry open the gaps little by little and slip inside when no one was looking.
The hand, frozen in mid-air, clenched instantly!
Pei Yanli seemed a little drunk as well. She loosened her grip and lowered her hand to embrace the thick, black head in front of her.
"Your kissing skills... are still so bad... Mr. Pei."
Before he could be pressed down on her, Luo Yunqing retreated, panting, and kissed him on the corner of his mouth, her eyes curving into crescent moons like a cat that had successfully stolen some fish. "It seems he really didn't go to anyone else, so I'm... relieved..."
The two Pei Yanli gradually split into four, and her head became heavier and heavier. Luo Yunqing tried her best to hold on, but in the end, she couldn't hold on any longer.
She tilted her head and fell into someone's arms.
The room fell into an utter silence.
I don't know how much time has passed.
Only a few suppressed breaths could be heard.
Pei Yanli looked down at the person sleeping peacefully in her arms, pursed her lips, pushed him back onto the bed, covered him with the blanket, picked up the towel from the floor, replaced it with a new one, soaked it, and continued to wipe his face...
Luo Yunqing slept restlessly and was woken up in the middle of the night. She drank a few sips of warm water that tasted sweet and sour.
Pei Yanli did not enter his dream again.
I slept until dawn.
A fluffy head peeked out from under the covers, left and right, and opened its eyes to see the dark gray blackout curtains.
It was airtight, not a single ray of light could get in... It didn't seem like something he bought online for 29.9.
My gaze swept from left to right, settling on the bedside table on the right, where a nearly empty drink sat on top.
Luo Yunqing picked it up and smelled it; it tasted sweet and sour. She tasted it again—it was apple and… lemon!
It seems that cooking these two together can help with hangovers.
No wonder his head didn't hurt much.
Yesterday I really drank too much. Later, Pei Yanli... Luo Yunqing immediately put down the cup, threw off the covers and got out of bed. She ran too fast and didn't even have time to catch her shoes. She hopped back on one foot, put them on, took two deep breaths and slowly exhaled before opening the door.
Looking down from the second-floor corridor, you can see a person sitting in a wheelchair with their back to the huge U-shaped sofa downstairs.
Pei Yanli!
He picked me up yesterday!
Luo Yunqing strode down the corner staircase, stopped just in time behind the person, put her hands behind her back, tiptoed, and quietly passed by.
He turned to the side, intending to give them a fright.
I was first drawn to the cell phone that was playing music and was placed on someone's lap.
The video shows him wearing a phoenix crown and with his long hair half-down, performing a fan-twirling act. With a snap, he closes the fan and glances sideways at the camera with his narrow phoenix eyes.
He remembered that the news agency had broadcast the entire welcome party live; he could see it simply by clicking on the campus website.
Lowering her eyes and pursing her lips, Luo Yunqing quickly concealed her disappointment, "Pei..."
The show was nearing its end, and the next segment was supposed to be a group performance by the music club, but instead, it took us back to the beginning!
Was this part specifically edited out?
Luo Yunqing squatted down and grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair, tilting her head to look at the person again. No wonder he didn't react when he got close; he was asleep.
Did you fall asleep while watching his performance?
Luo Yunqing was itching to make a move. She stretched out a finger and gently stroked the eyelashes under her eyes. From a distance, it was not noticeable that there were two very light and faint moles, brownish in color, near the bridge of her nose.
Further down...
Why is there a cut on the corner of my lip?!
The gaze is too intense and fixed.
Pei Yanli frowned and slowly opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a pair of dark eyes full of doubt.
"Awake?" He raised his hand and pressed it against the person's forehead. "Does your head still hurt?"
Luo Yunqing shook her head, her gaze returning to his mouth, and nodded: "What happened to your mouth? How did it get sore? Is it from being inflamed?"
Pei Yanli was taken aback: "You...don't remember?"
"Remember what?"
Pei Yanli withdrew her hand and touched it, swallowing back the words that were about to come out, "It's nothing... Yes, I just have a sore throat."
“You have a sore throat, so you should eat lighter foods and more fruit. Also,” Luo Yunqing removed his hand that kept touching the corner of his mouth, “don’t touch it, and don’t bite it. This looks like you bit it yourself.”
Pei Yanli silently looked away and hummed in agreement.
Luo Yunqing then pointed to the video that was still replaying, "You cut this out?"
I fell asleep and forgot to turn it off!
Pei Yanli's eyes flashed with panic, but her face remained remarkably calm. "Yesterday, something came up and I couldn't make it. I'm sorry."
"It's okay, it's fine." Luo Yunqing shook her head and smiled. "You can see it now, it's the same."
How can they be the same?
He was clearly so expectant...
Pei Yanli sighed inwardly, then changed the subject: "It's almost nine o'clock, you must be hungry, let's have breakfast."
The table was laden with food, ranging from Chinese dim sum like crystal shrimp dumplings and soup dumplings to European-style bread with sunny-side-up eggs and cheese toast. The rice porridge was a mix of sweet and savory, and there were even several different bottles of milk.
Pei Yanli: "I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I had someone prepare it."
There's no need to put canned yellow peaches and candied bayberries on the table as well.
Luo Yunqing sat down, looked around, and was almost overwhelmed by the choice. She picked up the crystal shrimp dumplings in front of her and said to him, "I don't particularly dislike any of them, but there are so many that I can't finish them all by myself. Have you eaten any? Let's eat some together?"
"good."
Pei Yanli maneuvered her wheelchair over and saw him looking troubled at a table of breakfast. She pointed at the wheelchair and said, "If you can't finish it, I'll have someone take it away later. It won't go to waste."
"That's good."
Luo Yunqing let out a long sigh of relief.
After finishing four crystal dumplings, I started picking and choosing. I mostly picked small snacks that could be finished in one or two bites, and I didn't touch any large items like buns. I preferred meat porridge to sweet porridge, but when I ate toast, I would scoop up a thick layer of rose jam. I would steal a glance at him halfway through, and then scoop up another big spoonful.
I love sweets.
Pei Yanli pretended not to see it, but made a mental note of it.
When they were almost finished eating, Chen Zhao arrived at just the right time. "Good morning, landlady."
Luo Yunqing chewed the last bite in her mouth, nodded, swallowed, and said, "Good morning."
Chen Zhao smiled and turned to look at his boss.
Pei Yanli: "Is there a result?"
This is to tell the landlady.
Chen Zhaoxin understood immediately and explained in detail: "As soon as I asked Uncle Zhang, I found out that it was the eldest young master who suddenly called to say that you had chest pains and that you hadn't had a check-up for several days. That's why the old man was so anxious to call you back."
He then turned to Luo Yunqing and explained, "Boss lady, please don't take offense at what happened yesterday. The boss really had his reasons."
"I knew it was him!" Luo Yunqing turned to Pei Yanli angrily. "He was so annoying yesterday."
Pei Yanli: "What did he do?"
“Before the performance, he brought Song Xuechen with him,” Luo Yunqing said as she sat down next to him from across the table and began to complain: “He said he would give me flowers to congratulate me, but I couldn’t bring myself to accept them. In front of other people, they said I was arrogant and looked down on them. They also said my performance was bad and that anyone could have performed better than me.”
Sniffle and lower your head.
Chen Zhao was so angry he laughed. "Is the young master brainless or has he gone mad?"
“Not only that.” Luo Yunqing looked at him, then at the person beside her. “It was like this during the rehearsals before the performance. They said I didn’t perform well, so they deliberately did NG all afternoon. They even said they wanted to put down my arrogance. The other people in the club dared to be angry but dared not speak out.”
"Ha! Arrogance?" Pei Yanli's face darkened, a rare occurrence. "I'd like to see just how arrogant he is."
…………
"The third quarter is almost over, and this is the performance the sales department has given me? What am I paying them to do? Are they just freeloaders?!" Pei Wenxian roared in his office.
The ordeal wasn't over yet; Madam Wang Manshu bombarded him with phone calls one after another.
"...In short, if things are still like this in the fourth quarter, tell the sales manager to get the hell out of here!"
He waved his hand, waiting until everyone had left before taking it, "What's the rush? Don't you know I'm in a meeting!"
"It's Xiao Heng! Xiao Heng is about to be beaten to death by his second uncle."
*
Inside the ancestral hall of the Pei family's old residence.
The rattan cane struck the man's back again and again, quickly leaving bright red bloodstains. Wang Manshu's eyes were already red from crying, and she hurriedly went to beg the old man.
"Father, it's all my fault, Xiaoheng is still so young!"
"Young?" The old man slammed the lid of his cup down, threw the teacup onto the table, and sneered, "He's twenty-one and still calls himself young? Manshu, spoiling a child is like killing him. This time he dared to lie and use his second uncle to deceive me, but what about next time? Who will he deceive next time!"
Pei Hengzhi: "I didn't lie."
"How dare you talk back!" The old man was furious and slammed his hand on the table.
Pei Wenxian rushed over at this moment, glanced at the person next to him who was slowly drinking tea, then looked away, bowed his head and walked closer to the old man, "Father."
"You've raised a fine son!" The old man panted heavily, then turned his head: "Butler, you speak."
Butler Zhang took two steps forward from behind him in response. "Here's what happened. Around 7:30 last night, the eldest young master suddenly called me and said that the second young master had chest pains and hadn't been to the doctor for several days."
Chen Zhao chimed in, "The temperature has dropped in the mornings recently, and the boss did cough a few times, but it wasn't to the point of chest pain. Besides, we've been following the doctor's orders for checkups, going every two or three days at most, and the hospital has all the records."
Before that, he made a special trip to the hospital to get his examination records, which clearly showed the date, the examination items, and the attending physician.
"Why does the story change when it comes to the young master? I even got scolded because of him." Chen Zhao handed the record sheet to the old man, frowning and sighing, "It's fine if the young master opens his mouth, but don't try to smear me."
The old man didn't look at the record sheet, nor did he need to. He turned to his eldest son and asked, "Eldest son and his wife, is this the good son you raised?"
A burning sensation ran down his back. Pei Hengzhi glared at the person sipping tea, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings. His head was throbbing with blood, and he recklessly declared, "You're only like this because you didn't get to go to Peking University to see Luo Yunqing's performance..."
Snap!
A slap landed on his face, and the hair at his temples came loose.
Pei Hengzhi covered his face, his gaze darting away, "Dad..."
"Don't call me Dad!" Pei Wenxian roared. "You must have a death wish to talk about your second uncle! How could I have given birth to a son like you! Hurry up and apologize to your second uncle!"
He's already been whipped ten times, and you still expect him to apologize?
Pei Hengzhi clenched his teeth tightly, glancing at his mother out of the corner of his eye.
Wang Manshu shook her head at him. No matter how you look at it now, he's in the wrong, so you absolutely can't be stubborn at this point.
So you have to endure it again?
I tell him to be patient every time, but how long is he going to keep being patient?
Seeing that he hadn't moved, Pei Wenxian narrowed his eyes. "Are you deaf to what I said?!"
Pei Hengzhi quickly lowered his hand from his face, reluctantly saying, "I'm sorry, Second Uncle."
The tea lid was slapped back on with a clang.
Pei Yanli put down her teacup and turned the plain gold ring on her ring finger, which hadn't been there yesterday. "You're right, I did act out of personal resentment. But if you hadn't done it, would you be exempt from all this?"
Pei Hengzhi was caught off guard and kicked in the calf. He clenched his fist and lowered his head again: "Second Uncle...you're right."
Pei Wenxian followed up, saying, "Second brother, I'm sorry about this."
“Remember this from now on.” The old man took over the conversation, giving his eldest son a deep look: “If you do it again next time, it won’t be so simple to just say sorry and be done with it.”
Pei Wenxian replied respectfully, "Understood, Father."
In the end, nothing serious happened. The old man waved his hand and told the couple to take their child back to their own yard to reflect on their actions.
After the family of three left, he sighed softly, "Now that Xiaoheng is like this, the eldest son is entirely responsible."
Pei Yanli didn't speak and continued drinking her tea.
As he raised his hand, the ring finger of his left hand flickered.
When they came back, the old man had wanted to ask, and now he finally had a chance to speak, "The wedding hasn't even taken place yet, why are you wearing it early? And this style... isn't the one we ordered before."
Pei Yanli lowered her head, pinched the ring, and pursed her already scabbed lips. "I bought it separately. I'll practice with it first."
What? You need to rehearse beforehand just to wear a ring?
The old man didn't believe his nonsense. "Chen Zhao, you tell me."
"Huh? I said?" Chen Zhao pointed at himself and waved his hand, "I said it's not suitable, but I'm not the one who went to choose the ring."
The old man asked, "Who is that?"
“Me.” Pei Yanli released her hand, revealing the ring engraved with initials, “It’s me and Xiao Luo.”
"Xiao Luo?" The old man thought for a moment, then suddenly said "Oh," "My future daughter-in-law, you two seem to have a good relationship."
"It's not like I didn't go to his performance yesterday; I should apologize."
The old man said, "What kind of performance? Let me take a look."
…………
My afternoon is full of classes.
After having dinner, Luo Yunqing went to the activity room.
As soon as he entered, two senior students greeted him. Upon seeing him, they put down their props, raised their pinkies in a frivolous gesture, and called out in a high-pitched, "Bye-bye~"
Luo Yunqing: ? ? ?
The effects of yesterday's alcohol are still strong? I haven't sobered up all day.
After him, another new student from the same grade came in, saw him, and made the same gesture, saying, "I...I'm going back now! Bye-bye~"
Luo Yunqing: "..."
One or two, what's wrong with them?
Fortunately, Charlene arrived not long after. She was also taken aback when she saw him, and then raised her pinky finger.
"Stop, senior, don't do that anymore."
Once or twice, but not a third time!
With a wave of her hand, Charlene's attention was instantly drawn, and she gasped in surprise, "Oh, Momo, you've even put the ring on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all eyes turned to his hands.
Charlene leaned closer and teased, "Did your husband buy this for you?"
"Hmm!" Luo Yunqing raised her chin slightly, her eyebrows showing obvious satisfaction. "She specially took me to buy it."
"This color...is it gold?"
No sooner had Xia Lin finished guessing than someone laughed, "Is Second Master really that unsophisticated?"
After a couple of laughs, Luo Yunqing shot her a sly look, "It's because I like gold! Besides, how is gold tacky?"
“Not at all, not at all.” Charlene quickly pulled him aside, then turned back to the person who was laughing and said, “Gold is a great store of value, okay? You don’t know its worth.”
She then asked Luo Yunqing, "How were things yesterday? Did you feel unwell anywhere?"
She looked him up and down, down his neck and wrists, and then gave him a meaningful glance behind him. “If you’re not feeling well, take it easy for now. The welcome party just ended these past two days anyway.”
"I am fine."
Luo Yunqing was extremely confused. Why did everyone seem like a different person today?
He asked cautiously, "Did I do anything wrong or bad yesterday?"
Charlene looked away and shook her head repeatedly: "No."
"That's good."
"You were just drunk."
"oh."
She was making a fuss about wanting her husband.
"ah?"
"And she wouldn't listen to anyone's advice. Luckily, her husband finally brought her home." Xia Lin coughed lightly and said earnestly, "If you can't hold your liquor, don't drink next time. Juice is the same. It's all the same whether it's a celebration or not."
Luo Yunqing swept over the open and subtle gossiping glances around her, "Besides these, I really haven't done anything else?"
"there is none left."
Xia Lin had no memory of it. The rest of the story was that after he left, Pei Hengzhi went crazy for some reason and smashed a bottle of beer.
Speaking of which, "Where are the others?"
Luo Yunqing shook her head, walked a little further away, and opened a video sent by Pei Yanli. In the video, Pei Hengzhi was kneeling on a prayer mat, with an unfamiliar middle-aged man standing behind him, whipping him with a rattan cane. A loud roar could be faintly heard outside the video, asking him if he knew he was wrong. The last thing on the screen was a fleeting glimpse of Pei Yanli's profile.
[Husband]: I'll get revenge for you.
【AAA Luo Luo】: I feel better now~ (happy)
Pei Yanli then sent a few more pictures.
[Husband]: The tailor just finished making several outfits. Let's see if there's one we particularly like, so we can keep it as our wedding dress.
Luo Yunqing carefully selected the suits; the styles were all quite similar, but the main difference was in the color. If Pei Yanli wore these colors…
【AAA洛洛】：The gray one, I guess.
Husband: Okay.
Luo Yunqing casually sent the most popular emoji, a cat blowing a kiss, because it was so frequently used.
After sending it, I was about to put it in my pocket when I suddenly heard another vibration.
Husband: (Kiss)
Luo Yunqing stared at it for a while, then happily showed her tiger teeth.
Screenwriter Yang Ying came in wiping her glasses. As soon as she put them on, she saw him grinning broadly. She walked over a few steps and squatted down next to him to observe.
The premise for the next show is out: a gloomy, introverted guy? No, it's a cheerful, outgoing dog!
Luo Yunqing was laughing while holding her phone, while Yang Ying was coolly writing the settings on her laptop. They were getting into the swing of things and about to reach their climax when Xia Lin suddenly let out a strange scream.
"What did you say!"
You Jianan quickly pushed Cheng Xu in front of her to prevent her senior from pinching him again in her excitement. "Anyway, that's what Brother Pei told me. He accidentally got into a car accident and needs to recover for a few days, so he won't be coming for the next few days."
Xia Lin couldn't smile after receiving the school's notification that her performance had won an award. She had to focus on her thesis and planned to retire soon after finishing supervising the gala.
Why did this have to happen at this time?
"Then let's find someone to temporarily fill in," Xia Lin cleared her throat and asked, "Who among you is willing to temporarily serve as the vice president?"
After a brief silence in the activity room, everyone pointed in unison at Luo Yunqing, who was still engrossed in chatting with her "husband".
"It's not entirely reasonable... let's leave it at that for now and talk about it after we get through this period." Xia Lin put her hand to her mouth and megaphone-like gesture, shouting, "Yun Qing, you'll temporarily take over as vice president!"
Luo Yunqing turned around blankly, and after thinking for a moment, asked, "Acting vice president, will this affect my marriage?"
Charlene: "..."
Everyone: "..."
*
It is unclear whether this news reached Pei Hengzhi's ears, but he took less than three days off and returned to his dormitory to recuperate.
"Brother Pei." Seeing him lying motionless on the bed, You Jianan was stunned. "Didn't you say it wasn't a big deal?"
"Nothing was wrong to begin with." Pei Hengzhi grimaced as he got up, involuntarily glancing behind him. "Where's Luo Yunqing?"
"At this time," You Jianan glanced at the time, 3:40 PM, "I'm in class."
Pei Hengzhi's expression changed instantly: "Then why did you come back!"
“We…are not in the same class,” You Jianan said, sounding a little aggrieved. “And he’s a freshman.”
There are relatively many classes in the first year, and Luo Yunqing also chose business administration as a second degree, plus various electives, so she can't be back until 9 o'clock.
Compared to him, You Jianan often felt like a useless person, unable to even keep up with the trend.
However, his junior praised him for his talent in design, so perhaps he could consider changing direction, such as giving intelligent robots a new look.
You Jianan tilted to the side, so much so that she didn't notice Pei Hengzhi's face gradually contorting.
…………
The elective class ended at nine o'clock.
Luo Yunqing carried her textbooks and called Pei Yanli as she walked back to her dormitory. During the call, she heard him cough faintly a few times: "The temperature has dropped quite a bit recently. You should wear more clothes, cover yourself well with a blanket at night, and just let the windows ventilate. Don't leave them open all the time, especially at night. Remember to close them."
A soft "okay" came through the receiver.
Luo Yunqing added, "Tell Chen Zhao to buy some loquats and pears; they both have cough-relieving properties. Cut them into chunks, boil them with rock sugar, and drink it. If it doesn't get better, you absolutely must go to the hospital right away and find Dr. Tang! What are you laughing at?"
He hurriedly said a lot, but was met with a soft laugh.
Pei Yanli suppressed her smile and said properly, "I heard everything. I'll have Chen Zhao buy it tomorrow, and he can go to the hospital for a check-up this afternoon and see him there too."
He paused, then asked again, "Xiao Luo, why are you so concerned about me?"
“We’re getting married soon.” Luo Yunqing tapped her phone with her index finger, a smile unconsciously spreading across her face. “Isn’t it normal to care about your fiancé?”
Pei Yanli took two deep breaths, her voice inexplicably low and hoarse, "Xiao Luo, do you like...?"
Looking up from the corner on the fourth floor, a shadow leans against the stairwell.
"I'm at the dorm," Luo Yunqing interrupted hurriedly. "Let's talk about the rest tomorrow. Goodnight."
He hung up the phone, smiling, "You weren't waiting for me, were you, nephew?"
"Because I protected Xiaoxue?"
Luo Yunqing: ?
"But Luo Yunqing, Xiaoxue and I grew up together. The feelings we've developed over the years can't be completely erased by simply saying he's not the real Young Master Song. Besides, he saved me from drowning when we were little."
"So what?" Luo Yunqing was amused and annoyed by his sudden words. "What does it have to do with me?"
“You’re just upset that we’re so close and I’ve neglected you.” Pei Hengzhi thought for an entire afternoon. “So you’re trying to find ways to prove through your second uncle that you’re doing just fine without me.”
Luo Yunqing was stunned.
What kind of insane talk is this?
Pei Hengzhi: "Now you've succeeded."
For such a trivial matter, the second uncle went so far as to open the ancestral hall and invite rattan canes, making a scene known to the entire Pei family.
Luo Yunqing silently put her phone in her pocket and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.
"you……"
Bang!
As soon as he spoke, a hand reached across his body, pressing him hard against the wall.
The wound on his back, which had not yet healed, reopened.
"How come I only just realized how disgusting you are! It seems I don't know you well enough!" With each sentence, Luo Yunqing grabbed his collar, pulled him closer, and then pushed him against the wall.
He let go of her hand several times, patted off non-existent dust, and glanced sideways: "I don't want to play the game anymore. Staying in the same room with someone like you any longer will make me lose my appetite."
Pei Hengzhi, hunched over and panting heavily, hurriedly asked, "Are you moving out?"
"none of your business!"
He's a busybody, worrying about things that don't concern him. He's so shameless and arrogant, just looking at him is annoying.
Luo Yunqing let down the hair hanging by her ear and straightened the slightly dirty corner of her clothes.
As she turned to leave, she heard Pei Hengzhi rambling on: "This matter won't end like this! Don't even think about marrying my second uncle."
Luo Yunqing suddenly stopped in her tracks.
"What? Scared?" Pei Hengzhi chuckled.
He only laughed twice.
Luo Yunqing turned around with a carefree, spring-like smile and whispered, "If I can't marry you, I'll... kill you~"
…………
The next morning, Pei Hengzhi left again.
He didn't show up again for a week after that.
Great, the air is much fresher now.
Counting the days, there are only six days left until the wedding. According to the procedure, the bride must be picked up from the Song family home. Song Jingguo had been talking about this for half a month in advance, and brought it up again last night.
Marrying Pei Yanli is the most important thing now.
Luo Yunqing didn't need to break ties with him at this time, so she replied "okay" and went to discuss the guests with Pei Yanli.
【AAA洛洛】：Since there's no limit to the list, can I invite my university classmates, senior students, and people from my club?
Husband: Of course.
【AAA Luo Luo】: What about those in the orphanage?
I waited for a while.
[Husband]: There will be many media outlets present, which will expose those children. How about... we ask the dean and a few teachers to represent us?
[Husband]: After that, we'll go to the welfare home.
Although it was a wedding, not everyone who came was there to offer their congratulations; on the contrary, most were just there to watch and have some fun. Under these circumstances, how could we possibly drag those children into such a troublesome situation?
【AAA Lolo】: Okay.
The concerns are not unfounded, and besides, there's also the mother-in-law.
With his mother-in-law around, he's not alone anymore!
And... Brother Xiaoyu!
We've only been in touch two or three times since the start of the semester, and I don't know if he's been busy lately.
Luo Yunqing exited the chat window and scrolled down.
The new phone is so convenient; with a slight swipe, he reached the bottom and slowly scrolled up, first seeing Teng Zaiye's name.
Luo Yunqing thought for a moment and then made the call.
It rang for about ten seconds before being answered.
Before he could speak, the other person said in a half-dead tone, "Hey, no money, still alive, barely alive."
"He's about to die, so let's have a 'lucky' celebration."
Hearing that sarcastic voice, Teng Zaiye opened his eyes and exclaimed, "Oh! Little brother!"
"My wedding is in six days. Are you coming or not?"
“Come on. You said it yourself, so I definitely have to go.” Teng Zaiye said, reaching out from under the covers to grab the gold-embossed invitation on the bedside table.
Two days ago, Pei Yanli sent over the invitation. His old man was still happily fishing on the island, so naturally it was him who went.
"Remember to bring my brother along."
"Your brother!" The light in Teng Zaiye's eyes went out in an instant. "Qingqing, your brother, he's ignoring me again!"
"How could that be? You didn't give him a raise?"
"It's gone up."
Luo Yunqing was utterly puzzled: "Why would I ignore you if the price went up?"
Based on his understanding of Xiaoyu, money makes you a king, a god of wealth, so how could he not be a god of wealth?
"How did you get this much higher?"
"Of course, we'll give him a thousand yuan more every day..."
"piece?"
"Ten thousand!"
So much money!
Luo Yunqing was even more puzzled: "Then why is my brother still ignoring you?"
The person on the other end stammered.
“A week ago, I was going to transfer the auction house to him.” Teng Zaiye nervously picked at the embroidery on the quilt. “Without saying a word, he slapped the contract in my face and told me to go cool off somewhere.”
Teng Zaiye just couldn't understand it. Wasn't he doing well? He'd already given away his entire fortune.
"You..." Luo Yunqing didn't know how to praise him, "You're also a talent."
Teng Zaiye felt even more aggrieved, "What did I do wrong?"
"My brother loves money, but he's even more concerned about his image. Giving him money is one thing, but doing it secretly wouldn't be noticed. But you've given away the entire auction house... what will people think of him? A vixen who slept with the young boss?"
Teng Zaiye quickly retorted, "Xiao Yuyu is not a demon!"
"You think that way, but others don't."
"Then should I take the contract back?"
So you can take it back!
I should have kept quiet.
Teng Zaiye asked again, "And then what? Our relationship is just stuck here now."
“Then,” Luo Yunqing said calmly, “bring my brother to my wedding.”
Teng Zaiye nodded repeatedly, then quickly realized what he meant, "Why don't you just say it yourself?"
“I will tell you, but you must be brought here by the young master of the Teng family.”
Why?
What else could it be? As one of the two masterminds who swindled Pei Hengzhi out of 80 million, if he were with Jiang Ziyu, he would be exposed sooner or later.
He stopped talking, and Teng Zaiye stopped asking. "Alright, I'll take him that day."
"Thanks."
"Hey! Wait a minute."
Just as he was about to hang it up, Teng Zaiye hurriedly called out to him, "You've helped me so much, I have to give you a gift too."
"What kind of gift?"
"A wedding gift...you'll see when you see it, no need to thank me~"
A link was sent to me very quickly.
[Collecting scrap, waste paper, and old appliances]: Password: 6888.
Luo Yunqing clicked on the link with some doubts, and saw four big characters: "Study Materials". After entering the password, the screen automatically redirected.
A dazzling array of white, glistening pieces of meat.
With a slight tremor of her fingertip, she accidentally clicked on one of the apps, and immediately heard moans and groans coming from it. Luo Yunqing quickly exited the app.
[Collecting junk, cardboard, and old appliances]: Essential for newlyweds, no need to thank me, it's my pleasure. (Smugly holding a rose)
[Luo Yunqing]: I finally understand why my brother is ignoring you.
[Collecting scrap, waste paper, and old appliances]: ?
Luo Yunqing exited the chat window and put down her phone.
Half a minute later, he picked it up again and shakily opened the 10GB of "study materials".
He'll take another look, just in case it really is study material.
…………
The afternoon sun slanted into the window.
Chen Zhao, holding the banquet guest list, entered the study and heard a series of suppressed coughs. "Why is the boss still coughing?"
He glanced at the empty loquat and pear soup on the table and said, "How about we go to the hospital for another check-up tomorrow?"
"good."
"Put company matters aside for now." Chen Zhao walked to the bookshelf behind him, took down the first-aid kit, took out a thermometer and handed it to him. "The most important thing right now is your health... and you still have to get married."
"I know."
Pei Yanli took it and held it in her mouth.
After waiting a while, I took it off and looked; it was 36.8 degrees Celsius.
The body temperature is normal, and there are no signs of fever.
Chen Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the banquet list again. "The people the landlady recommended were shown to the old man. He likes lively gatherings and had no objections."
Pei Yanli: "That's good."
Just then, the greenhouse sent someone to deliver begonias and some seasonal flowers to replace the lotus flowers in the room.
"Wait a minute." Chen Zhao pointed to the last batch of reed fluff that was brought in for decoration. "Second Master has been coughing lately, so we shouldn't bring this in."
The reed fluff was returned as is.
"It's probably because the weather turned cold and he caught a chill from opening the window; that's why Second Master has been coughing."
"Don't send any more of these to Second Master's courtyard from now on."
"But these reed fluff pieces look quite nice to me."
"You're new to this line of work, aren't you? Second Master has lung problems and is coughing. Combining this with something else could cause problems. Next time, if you don't know something, ask around."
After delivering flowers to the Second Master's courtyard, they were about to pick out some more flowers to send to other courtyards when they bumped into Pei Hengzhi just as they left the flower room.
"Young Master."
"I'll pick out a few roses for my mother."
…………
That night.
Pei Yanli coughed even more violently.
Tossing and turning, I sat up coughing, when a gust of wind quietly blew open the curtains.
He coughed twice more and hurriedly pressed the shortcut key on the bedside phone.
Chen Zhao arrived quickly.
Why is the window open?
He quickly went to close the window, and the violent coughing behind him suddenly stopped.
Turning around, Pei Yanli was half-lying on the edge of the bed, breathing rapidly and covered in sweat.
"boss!!!"
The peaceful night was suddenly shattered by a pot of hot oil.
The Maybach sped along, running six red lights in a row, heading towards the hospital.
Tang Yajun, her father, and senior respiratory specialists were all called in for emergency treatment.
Chen Zhao sat slumped on a bench outside the emergency room, his hands trembling as he covered his eyes.
"Chen Zhao." Butler Zhang arrived late. "How is Second Master?"
"They're still trying to save him." Chen Zhao wiped his face and scratched his head. "Dr. Tang just came out and said the situation isn't good."
Butler Zhang's face turned pale instantly.
Chen Zhao hugged his arms and buried his face in his hands, still unable to understand. "I made sure to close the windows before I left, and I even checked them twice. How could they be open? How could they be?!"
"Alright, alright." Uncle Zhang stepped forward and patted him lightly twice. "Let's not talk about this now. The most important thing is for Second Master to get through this."
“If it wasn’t my problem… then who was it that opened it again later!” Chen Zhao suddenly stood up.
The emergency room door clicked open.
His heart skipped a beat, and he dared not turn around.
The boss...
"Don't worry," came Tang Ya-yun again. "All the indicators have stabilized."
The heart that had been held high fell heavily, causing her legs to buckle and she collapsed to the ground.
Butler Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and went over to ask again, "Second Master's lungs, weren't they much better in the previous check-up? How come they've gotten like this just from opening the window for ventilation?"
“Simple ventilation should be fine. Second Master’s condition clearly indicates he inhaled something.” Tang Yajun thought for a moment, “There’s a lot of fluff and catkins flying around in spring and autumn, it’s probably just airborne fluff…”
"Reed fluff!" Chen Zhao suddenly remembered what happened during the day, but then realized something was wrong. "I told them to take it away as soon as I saw it."
"Don't worry. I'll go back and tell the old man to investigate this thoroughly." Butler Zhang narrowed his eyes. "You stay here and take care of Second Master."
The hospital bed was then wheeled out; the person on it had their eyes closed, wore an oxygen mask, and was completely pale.
"They're about to get married and they're pulling this stunt. It seems someone in the Pei family is deliberately trying to make things difficult for the Second Master." Tang Yajun shook her head and sighed. "In my opinion, moving out might be better."
"The boss had this plan all along; he intended to move after the wedding." Chen Zhao followed up with, "About how long will it take for him to wake up?"
"He should at least get a good night's sleep."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Tang Yajun shook her head. "It's only right."
She then asked, "Should we tell your boss about this?"
Chen Zhao glanced at the time. "Everyone would be asleep by now. Let's talk about it tomorrow."
…………
Luo Yunqing is having trouble sleeping again.
She sat up repeatedly, her heart pounding, and reached for her phone under her pillow. She instinctively wanted to call Pei Yanli, but when she saw the time change from 1:59 to 2:00, she put it down again.
He's definitely asleep by now. Besides, he's not in good health, so it's best not to cause him any unnecessary trouble.
Luo Yunqing put her phone back under her pillow and didn't feel sleepy until dawn.
I had just closed my eyes when my alarm went off again at 7:30.
He was severely sleep-deprived, and the resentment in his body was now enough to revive ten evil sword immortals. Xia Lin was startled by his sudden appearance.
"Goodness, Yunqing, what happened to you? You have such dark circles under your eyes."
Yang Ying pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and leaned closer. "Are you getting married soon and feeling anxious? Let me tell you, these things are normal, just relax."
"It shouldn't be."
Luo Yunqing couldn't explain what happened either.
He stayed up until almost noon, then took several naps before finally giving up and calling Pei Yanli.
The phone rang for several seconds and then automatically disconnected!
Why aren't you answering?
Luo Yunqing stared at the missed calls on the screen and then dialed back.
This time, they answered very quickly.
"Pei Yanli~"
"Boss lady."
"Chen Zhao?" Luo Yunqing took her phone away and looked at it for a moment to make sure she hadn't dialed the wrong number. "Why is it you? Where's Pei Yanli?"
“The boss…” Chen Zhao looked at the still-sleeping man, “he…”
"What's wrong with him?!"
He's speaking haltingly; could something have happened to Pei Yanli?
A silent panic instantly gripped her, and Luo Yunqing's voice cracked with anxiety: "What happened to him?!"
After hesitating for a moment, Chen Zhao took a deep breath, "It's like this, the boss last night..."
Just as he started speaking, a hand suddenly rose up and pressed down on the phone.
Pei Yanli slowly opened her eyes, sat up, took her phone, and removed her oxygen mask. "Xiao Luo... I'm here."
"boss!"
Pei Yanli extended a finger and pressed it against her pale lips, letting out a soft sigh.
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