Chapter 80: Hiding the Merit and Fame
Lin Zhi had just come out of the study after sorting out documents. When he passed the corridor of the master bedroom, he saw two servants carrying heavy ice buckets and walking quietly towards the bathroom.
The ice cubes in the bucket collided with each other, making a "clattering" sound, which seemed particularly abrupt in the warm house.
He frowned and stopped the person: "It's winter now, why are you moving so much ice?"
Before the servant could speak, he heard the sound of a mobile game coming from the side.
Lin Zhi looked over and saw Special Assistant Xu leaning against the wall in the corridor, his fingertips sliding rapidly across the screen of his phone, his eyes fixed on the level of "Happy Candy Crush" without even looking up. "What else can I do? I'm preparing some for Mr. Pei to take a bath."
"Take a bath?" Lin Zhi was so shocked that his voice rose a little. "An ice bath on this day, what if you get sick from the cold? Where's the old man?"
"In the bathroom. I guess she's already put her feet in." Special Assistant Xu finally understood, put away his phone, and slowly stood up. "What a fuss! It's just the combined effect of the self-torture tactic and the beauty tactic."
Lin Zhi suddenly realized something. He frowned and looked at Special Assistant Xu: "Xu Songran, this is another evil plan from you, right?"
"Don't feel inferior. Sometimes I also feel out of tune with you because I'm too smart."
Lin Zhiqi laughed: "Can you please have a little conscience! The boss is so good to us, if he dies of illness, who will pay us?"
Although his temper is changeable, he is rich and inhumane.
Although he can be reckless when he gets mad, he is extremely protective of his children.
They only have to endure the boss's anger, and once they go out, they are the bosses of others.
Where can I find a second top boss like this?
Special Assistant Xu adjusted his glasses and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, the boss is a qualified overlord. He is very resilient."
Lin Zhi's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
He was about to complain a few more times when he heard a slight cough coming from the bathroom. It was clear and a little deliberately hoarse, obviously Pei Yuezhou's voice.
Special Assistant Xu's eyes lit up, and he gave Lin Zhi a push: "Hurry up and send the ice bucket in, don't delay Mr. Pei's business. I'll go downstairs to see if my wife is back, and have someone make the ginger soup."
Lin Zhi was holding the ice bucket that was suddenly stuffed at him, and couldn't help rolling his eyes as he watched Assistant Xu's back as he hurried down the stairs.
This treacherous minister.
He shook his head and walked towards the bathroom resignedly.
Forget it, forget it. Since ancient times, speaking out and giving advice at the cost of one’s life have never had any good results. Let’s just follow the main force.
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When Yu Zhi opened the door, the warm light in the entrance hall had just come on. The orange light spread along the floor, softening the tips of her shoes that were covered with snow particles.
As soon as she took off her light brown coat, she saw Assistant Xu coming out of the kitchen holding a white porcelain bowl with a faint aroma of ginger tea.
Seeing her come back, he paused, his tone filled with deliberate worry: "Madam, you are finally back."
Yu Zhi paused while changing her shoes and looked up at him: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
Special Assistant Xu then handed the bowl over and lowered his voice, "It was Mr. Pei. Not long after you left, he said he felt a little unwell and then went to the bathroom.
When I was passing by just now, I heard someone coughing inside. I went in and saw that he was very pale and even a little unsteady on his feet. I made some ginger soup, would you like some?"
Before he could finish his words, the bag in Yu Zhi's hand fell to the ground with a "click", and she turned around and ran upstairs.
Special Assistant Xu looked at Yu Zhi's panicked back, sent a message to Lin Zhi upstairs to evacuate in time, then he turned and left, hiding his merit and fame.
The door of the master bedroom was not closed tightly, leaving a gap. There was no light on inside, only a cold white light shining through the frosted glass of the bathroom, through which a blurry figure could be vaguely seen.
Yu Zhi pushed open the door and rushed in. Just as she was about to call for help, she saw Pei Yuezhou walking out holding the bathroom door frame.
He was wearing only a loose white silk nightgown, the neckline tilted to one side, revealing his pale collarbone.
His hair was still wet, and water droplets dripped from the ends of his hair onto his pajamas, leaving a small dark mark.
He heard the noise and slowly raised his eyes to look at Yu Zhi. There was a little moisture in his eyes and his long eyelashes were stained with water droplets, like butterfly wings wet by the rain.
Her already delicate facial features appeared even more fragile in the dim light. Even her lips had lost their color and were lightly pursed, making her look particularly pitiful.
"Zhizhi..." Pei Yuezhou's voice was a little hoarse. Before he finished speaking, he coughed lightly twice and his body swayed, as if he couldn't stand steadily.
Yu Zhi rushed over to support him. The moment her fingertips touched his arm, she was shocked by the cold temperature and her heart tightened.
"What's wrong with you? How did you get yourself like this?" Yu Zhi helped him walk to the bed, her tone full of anxiety and a little bit of distress.
As she spoke, she helped him sit down on the bed and reached out to touch his forehead, which was indeed frighteningly hot.
Pei Yuezhou leaned into her arms, his chin resting on her shoulder, his breath gently sweeping across her neck, with a hint of coolness and a bit of deliberate dependence.
"I... I wanted to wait for you to come back, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. I wanted to take a shower to wake myself up, but I didn't expect... the water was a little cold, and then I felt dizzy..."
As he spoke, he gently grasped Yu Zhi's hand, exerting a little force with his fingers, as if grasping a life-saving straw, "Zhizhi, I feel so uncomfortable..."
There was a hint of grievance in his voice, and a bit of hoarseness and fragility, which made Yu Zhi feel as if her heart was being pricked by a needle.
She quickly helped him lie down on the bed, then picked up the thin blanket next to him and covered him with it, her movements as gentle as if she was taking care of a fragile treasure.
"Wait a minute. I'll get you a thermometer and the ginger soup that Assistant Xu prepared. Just lie down and don't move."
But Pei Yuezhou held her hand and wouldn't let her go.
He raised his head slightly and looked at Yu Zhi, his eyes were filled with moisture, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked particularly pitiful: "Don't go... Zhizhi, I don't want to drink ginger soup, I just want you to stay with me for a while..."
"You spent a lot of time with your friends today..."
As he spoke, the grievance in his eyes became even more intense, and even his lips trembled slightly. "Am I not good enough? Is that why you prefer to be with others?"
When Yu Zhi saw him like this, she felt a surge of self-blame in her heart.
She knew that Pei Yuezhou had always lacked a sense of security and was always afraid that she would leave him. Now that he was sick, he must be more sensitive.
She sat on the bed, gently stroking his hair, her tone so gentle that water could drip out: "Don't think too much, how could I not like you?
We had dinner together today simply because Mr. Yu wanted to apologize to Dr. Lu and me. There was no other intention. It's my fault for not coming back earlier to be with you and letting you get sick."
When Pei Yuezhou heard her words, his eyes lit up instantly.
But it quickly darkened again, with a hint of uncertainty: "Really? Zhizhi, you didn't lie to me?"
"Of course."
"Then you...can you sit next to me? I'm lying alone and a little scared..."
As he spoke, he gently tugged at the corner of Yu Zhi's clothes, his movements like a spoiled child, but with a bit of desire that could not be refused.
Yu Zhi couldn't bear to refuse, so she quickly sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to gently hold his hand.
His hands were still cold, and she couldn't help but wrap them with both of hers, rubbing them gently, trying to warm them up.
Pei Yuezhou felt the warmth of her palm, and a sense of satisfaction instantly surged in his heart, but also made him more greedy.
He wanted her closer, wanted her full attention on him.
He turned slightly to the side and leaned towards Yu Zhi, his shoulder gently touching her arm, his voice a little hoarse and seductive: "Zhizhi, can you come closer to me? I'm a little cold..."
As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes, making him look particularly pitiful, yet with a hint of alluring charm.
Yu Zhi hesitated for a moment, but still moved closer to the bed so that he could lean against her more comfortably.
Pei Yuezhou leaned his head gently on her legs, and his breath gently swept over her knees, bringing a hint of warmth.
His hair was not dry yet, and the wet strands rubbed against her legs, feeling a little itchy and a little numb, which made Yu Zhi's heart beat inexplicably faster.
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