Chapter 85: Cause and Effect
His fingertips turned white as he gripped the phone, his knuckles forming a cold, hard arc, and he finally dialed Assistant Xu's number.
His voice, which usually carried a certain nonchalant tone, was now as low and icy as ice: "Send all the evidence to the wife."
Special Assistant Xu paused for half a second, his tone filled with panic: "Mr. Pei, weren't you afraid that the news would leak out before? If this is sent directly..."
"Do you want me to teach you how to make up a reason?" His interruption was not angry, but it silenced the person on the other end of the phone instantly.
"I understand. I understand."
Special Assistant Xu agreed without hesitation, and before he hung up the phone, one could hear him wiping the cold sweat off his forehead.
Pei Yuezhou put his phone back into his pocket and leaned his back against the wall of the corridor.
The warm yellow light from the wall lamp shone on him, but it did not dispel the coldness in the slightest.
The blanket on his shoulders was too thick, as heavy as a rock, but he didn't even bother to raise his hands to tear it off.
His eyes were fixed on the direction of the study. The ray of light leaking through the crack in the door was as bright as a thin thorn, which pricked his eyes.
Despite trying my best, I still failed.
The depression and irritability in his chest almost threatened to overflow.
I don’t know how long I stood there before my phone finally vibrated.
It was a message from Special Assistant Xu, saying that the evidence had been released and that he had also called Yu Zhi.
Pei Yuezhou stared at the words on the screen for two seconds, rubbing his fingertips on the edge of the screen. Instead of waiting at the study door, he went back to the bedroom.
He pulled the blanket off and threw it on the sofa, then turned and went into the cloakroom.
After searching for a while, he picked out a shirt with a collar that was just curved enough to reveal half of his collarbone.
She then looked at the mirror in front of the dressing table and gently rubbed the skin under her eyes with her fingertips.
She didn't stop until a thin layer of moisture appeared in her eyes, adding a barely noticeable pitiful look to her face.
Sure enough, before long, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor.
Pei Yuezhou immediately restrained his expression, sat on the edge of the bed, and lowered his eyelashes.
Her long and thick eyelashes cast a small soft shadow under her eyes, and her slightly pursed lips made her look aggrieved and lonely, like a puppy that had been forgotten for a long time.
The bedroom door was pushed open with a "click". Yu Zhi's face still had a solemnity that had not been completely suppressed. It was obvious that she had not fully digested the emotions just now.
But when his eyes fell on Pei Yuezhou, the tension instantly softened: "Why haven't you slept yet?"
She walked over quickly and reached out to touch his arm, but he grabbed her wrist.
The force was not strong, but the grip was very tight.
Pei Yuezhou looked up at her, the tears in his eyes still lingering, his voice hoarse as if covered by a layer of fog: "Zhizhi, you haven't paid much attention to me recently."
When Yu Zhi saw him like this, guilt suddenly surged in her heart.
She took the initiative to go forward and hug him, gently patting his back with her palm: "It's my fault. When I finish my work here, I will definitely make it up to you."
Pei Yuezhou buried his face in her arms, his tone muffled, like he was acting coquettishly, but also like he was accusing: "Liar, you said the same thing yesterday."
Yu Zhi was stunned. For a moment, she couldn't remember whether she had said this or not. She felt inexplicably empty in her heart.
Even his voice softened: "Then... this time it will count."
He then raised his head, his eyes fixed on hers, his voice as soft as cotton soaked in warm water: "Zhizhi, kiss me now, okay?"
Yu Zhi was at a loss for words after being stared at by him. She smiled and leaned over to gently touch his lips.
But this time, Pei Yuezhou did not use the trick of deliberately loosening his grip to lure her closer as he usually did.
Instead, he reached out and clasped the back of her neck, pressing his fingertips against her delicate skin, applying slight pressure and slowly deepening the kiss.
There was an imperceptible eagerness hidden in the kiss, as well as a hint of strong possessiveness.
It was as if he wanted to squeeze all the grievances and anxieties that he had been holding in his heart for the past few days into this kiss and imprint them into her breath.
The moonlight outside the window quietly penetrated the gap in the curtains and fell on the two people's clasped hands, making the warmth between their fingers seem especially soft.
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The next morning, Yu Zhi didn't stay in the study anymore.
She directly dispatched more than ten bodyguards from home, and the motorcade headed straight for Song Chuhe's newly opened private club.
As soon as the car stopped, she got out clutching a stack of copies of evidence. Her fingertips turned white from the force, and even her eyes carried an unsuppressed coldness.
The waiters in the club saw this and wanted to stop them, but were blocked outside by the bodyguards.
Yu Zhi walked through the noisy hall in high heels, her eyes sweeping over the extravagant decorations, and finally fell on the door of the box on the second floor.
She didn't knock and just pushed the door open.
The music in the box suddenly stopped, and the men and women sitting there turned pale with fright.
Song Chuhe paused with the wine glass in his hand in mid-air. He was stunned when he saw her, then he smiled playfully, "You came to see me? You heard that I opened my business today..."
Before he could finish his words, Yu Zhi had already thrown the evidence in her hand in his face.
Copies were scattered all over the floor.
"Song Chuhe, your methods are really dirty."
Song Chuhe bent down to pick up a piece of paper, stroking the paper with his fingertips, but the smile on his face did not fade: "Azhi, don't say that casually, I'm just doing some normal business..."
"Normal business?"
Yu Zhi interrupted him and raised her hand to sweep across the wine table next to her.
Wine bottles and glasses fell to the ground, making a harsh shattering sound.
The bodyguards also acted in unison. The sounds of tables and chairs overturning and decorations being broken came one after another. In just a few minutes, the luxurious box became a mess.
Song Chuhe's face finally darkened, but he didn't get angry.
He just stared at Yu Zhi, and suddenly called out softly, "Sister Zhiyuan."
As soon as these three words fell, Xiaoshui immediately realized what was going on.
Wow wow wow wow wow — this can’t be such a coincidence?!
Before Yu Zhi recovered from her shock, Xiao Shui's hurried confession had already burst into her mind.
"It's the past of the real world", "He should be the little boy from that year", "I didn't dare to say it"...
The fragmented information and the scene of the dark alley in his memory instantly overlapped. The boy's huddled appearance, clenched fists, and eyes wrapped in gauze were as clear as if they happened yesterday.
But the Song Chuhe in front of him was dressed in a suit and tie, but there was calculation in his eyes, and his hands were stained with the blood of Pei Yuezhou's friend.
She even cared about her lover's life.
Yu Zhi's expression suddenly changed.
Without any further hesitation, she didn't even wait for Song Chuhe to say a second word, and her clenched fist had already carried the wind and hit him hard in the face.
There was a muffled "bang" sound.
Song Chuhe was caught off guard and staggered back two steps. The corner of his mouth was instantly broken and blood flowed down his chin.
The bodyguards and attendants in the box were dumbfounded and no one dared to step forward.
The hostility in Yu Zhi's eyes was so strong that it was even more frightening than her anger just now.
"Sister Zhiyuan? You..." Song Chuhe covered his face and wanted to explain, but before he could finish his words, Yu Zhi rushed up.
She didn't use any skills, just relied on her ruthlessness to grab his collar and put her knee directly on his lower abdomen.
Song Chuhe groaned in pain and bent down, but Yu Zhi did not stop.
She raised her hand to pull off her high heels that were in the way, and the heels clattered to the ground. She didn't even notice that her bare feet were stepping on the scattered glass fragments.
He just grabbed Song Chuhe's hair and banged his head against the wine cabinet next to him.
"Bang!"
The wine bottle on the wine cabinet shattered, and red wine mixed with glass shards splashed all over the two of them.
Song Chuhe's forehead was broken, and blood flowed down his brow bone, blurring his vision.
Yu Zhi's voice trembled, but she spoke every word with great emphasis, and her fist fell on his chest again, "First it was Song Yu, then it was A Yue... Have you lost your bottom line for the sake of profit?"
The bodyguards who came with Yu Zhi had clearly received orders to take ruthless action, but now they couldn't stand Yu Zhi's attitude anymore.
For a moment, he didn't know whether he should stop his wife or go forward to help kick her a few more times.
Xiaoshui was so anxious that she was jumping up and down in her mind: [Master Host! Stop fighting! Something bad will happen!]
"Something bad happened? Why didn't he think about it when he did those things?"
Yu Zhi's clenched fists were trembling slightly. Thinking of the boy who said "I'm scared" in her memory, and then looking at the disheveled but still vicious face in front of her, she became even angrier.
She pushed Song Chuhe away and watched him fall to the ground covered with glass shards, looking miserable but not saying a word.
Yu Zhi took a step forward and looked down at him: "You remember me saving you, remember me teaching you to be cruel, is this how you remember it?
Remember that you used other people's lives as stepping stones, remember that you became a demon even more disgusting than the people who bullied you back then?"
Song Chuhe tried to get up by supporting himself on the ground, but Yu Zhi stepped directly on the back of his hand.
She didn't use much force, but it was enough to make him gasp in pain, and enough for him to see the disappointment in her eyes.
The disappointment hurt him more than the fist.
"When I saved you, you said you would live well." Yu Zhi's voice lowered, with a hint of self-mockery, "Now it seems that I should have shot you directly with that gun back then, so that you wouldn't come out and harm others now."
After she finished speaking, she retracted her foot, without even glancing at Song Chuhe, and turned to the bodyguard behind her and said coldly, "Smash all those new clubs he opened!"
"Yes!" The bodyguards rushed out with their weapons in hand without any hesitation.
Song Chuhe collapsed to the ground with a dazed look in his eyes. After seeing Yu Zhi leave, the waiter cautiously stepped forward to help him up.
But he pushed it away fiercely.
"Get out! Get out of here!"
The few people cowering in the corner also ran and crawled out.
Song Chuhe seemed to be in a trance. Although he was laughing, tears were streaming down his face.
"I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong..."
"It was obviously them. They were blocking my way."
Yu Zhi walked out of the club, the sunlight outside was a bit dazzling.
Xiaoshui's voice wasn't as lively as usual, she spoke cautiously: [Host, uh...are you okay?]
It was snowing again. Yu Zhi raised her blood-stained hand and caught the falling snowflakes.
The memory in my mind became completely clear.
That year, she accepted a mission to crack down on a transnational black market. In a dark alley, she saw several half-grown children surrounding a little boy and forcing him to swallow pills.
The boy was the illegitimate son of a local gangster. He was abandoned by his family and became a punching bag for others.
When she rushed over to pull them apart, the boy was still cowering and saying, "I'm scared... I can't beat them..."
She didn't say anything at the time, she just pulled out her gun and fired a shot into the air.
The sound of gunfire silenced the entire alley. She squatted in front of the boy and spoke in a cold but clear voice, "Born in a place like this, if you're not ruthless, you don't even have the right to live.
If you have the energy to self-destruct, you might as well bite the throats of those who hurt you."
Later, at the end of the mission, she ran into him again in the hospital.
The boy's eyes were scratched and wrapped in thick gauze, but he clenched his fists and said, "I didn't lose."
She knew that he listened to her and was fighting hard to survive, so before leaving, she left him the eye ointment specially provided by the Space-Time Administration.
But Yu Zhi never imagined that such a vicious demon would be born from that little bit of inappropriate kindness.
A feeling of powerlessness came over me.
Yu Zhi sat tiredly on the frozen bench, her temples aching from swelling.
"Why did you hide it from me?"
It turned out to be the past timeline of this world. No wonder the punishment was so severe.
[I'm sorry, I'm afraid you'll be affected by your emotions after you know...]
During those years, Yu Zhi lived in the midst of bullets and gunfire every day. Although she never mentioned it, Xiaoshui could feel how much she missed home.
Once she knew this, she would definitely run back to China without caring about anything.
If they missed the best opportunity to complete the mission, both it and Yu Zhi would be finished, not to mention saving Yu Heng.
[It's all my fault. I should have stopped you.]
The four words "cause and effect continue" were indeed horribly fulfilled.
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