Chapter 8 He is a madman
In the car, Pei Yuezhou diverted his attention from the computer screen to Yu Zhi: "I need to go back to the company. Do you want to go home directly or..."
Yu Zhi: "How about I wait for you at a coffee shop near the group, and take a walk around here."
Pei Yuezhou did not reply immediately, but just looked at Yu Zhi, not knowing what he was thinking.
Yu Zhichao tilted her head and pushed him with her hand.
Speak.
Pei Yuezhou grabbed her rebellious little hand, but the warmth in his palm could not compare to the heat in his eyes, which seemed to melt her.
He repeatedly warned: "Don't run around. I'll pick you up after the meeting."
"knew."
After the two parted, Yu Zhi went into the coffee shop.
Because of what Assistant Xu had told her in advance, the clerk saw that she had a particularly good attitude and led the person to a more private location.
Yu Zhi ordered a latte and a dessert.
Because the coffee ingredients are freshly ground and the desserts are also made and served immediately, the waiting time is naturally longer. However, what Yu Zhi did not expect was that the first thing delivered to her table was a bouquet of roses.
Yu Zhi thought it was arranged by Pei Yuezhou, and picked it up with a smile on her face.
But when she saw the small card attached to it, the curve of her mouth was instantly flattened.
It was sent by Song Chuhe. His contact information is photoshopped in.
Yu Zhi directly called the waiter.
"Excuse me, please throw it away for me."
It was obvious that the flower was very valuable, but the waiter saw that Yu Zhi looked unhappy and didn't dare to say anything. He just took the flower and left.
Xiaoshui, who had always been very complimentary of Song Chuhe, suddenly said, "I've always felt he's a little strange. Even after being beaten up like that by you, he still came to you with such a chuckle."
The waiter brought the latte and dessert to the table, and Yu Zhi nodded slightly to him.
She didn't respond to Xiaoshui until the man walked away: "Right, either this person has a mental problem, or he has ulterior motives. So, Xiaoshui, don't always rely on your crappy data. If someone does some good deeds and hires some netizens, as long as public opinion rises, whose data will not be good."
This point left Xiaoshui with no room for rebuttal.
On the other side, Special Assistant Xu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw on the screen that Yu Zhi had someone dispose of the bouquet without hesitation.
He glanced secretly at his boss.
Well, that oppressive feeling just now has disappeared.
Another beautiful day.
Pei's Private Hospital
Yu Heng, who was sitting on the bed, had already started working mode. Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he looked much more reliable than the ghost-like and howling look just now.
His assistant Zhou Qiyin would look up at him from time to time, probably still finding it incredible that he was sober.
God knows when he first received Yu Zhi's message, he thought he had encountered some kind of telecommunications scam.
Even though he had already finished crying while hugging his boss, he still felt a sense of unreality sitting here.
"The Pei family's medical technology is already so amazing..."
He accidentally blurted out what was on his mind.
Then there is Yu Heng's knife eye.
"Abandoning your work, huh? I'll deduct your salary."
Zhou Qi cried out in despair: "No, boss, think about it, I've been with you since you were in college. Even though these seven years were tough and difficult, I never thought of changing jobs. I haven't made any contributions, but I've worked hard."
Yu Heng chuckled, indicating that he didn't buy it.
But when his gaze returned to the document, his brows couldn't help but furrow slightly.
Although he is not very logical, he is not a fool.
The fact that he was able to wake up was definitely related to his younger sister.
But Yu Heng just couldn't figure out one thing: what kind of ability could create a medical miracle in just a few breaths.
He was so lost in thought that he didn't notice the pen in his hand snapped into two pieces, and ink splattered all over his hands.
Yu Heng's pupils shrank slightly.
But he threw away the broken pen without leaving a trace.
There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. What price did that fool pay for it?
For a moment, Yu Heng was a little upset.
But he knew that Yu Zhi would not tell him the truth about this matter.
He reached out and rubbed his hair, then slowly exhaled.
In the coffee shop, Yu Zhi had just come out of the bathroom when a strange man blocked her way.
He said politely: "Miss Yu, my Mr. Song wants to see you."
It's Song Chuhe again.
It really is haunting.
Yu Zhi subconsciously felt repulsed, but still planned to explain things clearly, otherwise the other party would probably keep pestering her endlessly.
"Call him now, I only have ten minutes."
The man didn't expect Yu Zhi to be so tough. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately dialed a number.
After avoiding the question for a moment, she returned to her previous demeanor and said with a smile, "Miss Yu Zhi, my husband said it's enough."
Led by the man, Yu Zhi came to the second floor.
Yu Zhi didn't expect that there was a private room here.
The man opened the door for Yu Zhi, but he himself had no intention of going in.
Yu Zhi pursed her lips, smelled the scent of agarwood wafting from the box, suppressed her emotions, and walked in.
I saw Song Chuhe sitting on the sofa at a glance.
His condition was much better than Yuzhi had imagined, and he even gave her a gentle smile.
Yu Zhi felt even more disgusted.
"I've prepared Mont Blanc for you. You'll like it."
Yu Zhi sat down opposite him without even looking at the dessert he pushed over.
Very good, she was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to eat this kind of dessert for three days.
"What on earth are you and Song Chu going to do? Believe it or not, I'm going to sue you for harassment!"
Faced with her sharp remarks, Song Chuhe remained calm.
"Calm down first. I just want to continue being friends with you. You didn't treat me like this before. Can you tell me what happened?"
He also pushed a cup of coffee over and said, "Try this raw coconut latte."
Yu Zhi frowned even more tightly: "I was blind before that. Don't waste your energy. No matter what your purpose is, I won't fall for it."
She drummed her fingers on the table and added, "Also, I hate raw coconut the most, just as much as I hate you."
Hearing that she hated raw coconut, Song Chuhe's eyes brightened even more, and he pushed the coffee away with a good temper.
Yu Zhi glanced at her watch and said, "Three minutes have passed. You'd better say something meaningful."
Song Chuhe folded his hands and said, "It seems that the impression I leave on you is not very good. But Pei Yuezhou is not much better than me."
Yu Zhi couldn't stand it anymore, so she picked up her bag and was about to leave.
"I suppose you don't know his medical history?"
Yu Zhi paused, and the rhythm of her heartbeat became a little irregular.
She turned and looked at Song Chuhe: "What do you mean?"
Song Chuhe pointed to the location of his head and said, "He used to suffer from a serious mental illness and stayed in a mental hospital for a long time six years ago.
Just when his family thought he had recovered and had just taken him out, he took a knife and killed his own cousin."
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Yu Zhi was so angry that her shoulders were shaking slightly.
Pei Yuezhou and his uncle have always had a close relationship, so there's no way such a thing could happen!
"Everyone says he's crazy, do you think it's just hearsay? Do you think Pei Yuezhou is clean just because he's been pampered since he was a child? He's done just as many dirty things as I have."
Song Chuhe pulled out a photo from his phone.
After seeing the person in the photo clearly, a strong feeling of nausea came over me.
"This is his handiwork. You're a smart person, Yu Zhi. I don't need to tell you how dangerous that madman is, right?"
Yu Zhi's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and she just stood there without saying a word.
"So, Yu Zhi, I can help you escape from this sea of suffering. Don't hide from me anymore."
But what Song Chuhe didn't expect was that the look in Yu Zhi's eyes when she looked at him was as if covered with frost and snow, extremely cold.
"Song Chuhe, what good are you?"
In the past few years, the Song family's side branches have been wiped out, and there has been no news about Song Chu and other young people of the same age. Only he is unstoppable and at the peak of his career.
There is no need to think about how many tricks an illegitimate child must have used behind the scenes to be able to fight his way out of the Song family's cannibalistic den and achieve his current status.
"You have no right to say Pei Yuezhou."
After leaving the last words, Yu Zhi left without looking back.
Song Chuhe covered the painful wound and smiled bitterly.
"But it was you who taught me to be cruel. Why do you despise me for being like this..."
He and Pei Yuezhou are the same kind of people.
Then why can't it be him?
Yu Zhi returned to her original position as if nothing had happened.
[Host, how much do you think you can trust Song Chuhe's words?]
No matter what, Xiaoshui felt that Pei Yuezhou was too uncontrollable and was not a good match.
"He's already said it. It doesn't matter how much I believe it. What Song Chuhe wants is for A Yue and I to have a grudge. We must not play into his hands right now."
As for the rest, Yu Zhi will verify them one by one.
No matter how much solid evidence others provide, she only believes in herself.
"That's true. But if what Song Chuhe said is true, then you are staying with Pei Yuezhou now, isn't it..."
Yu Zhi understood that Xiaoshui was worried about her safety.
Without any hesitation, she said directly: "He won't hurt me."
Xiaoshui sighed helplessly, hoping that its host was not driven by love to make such a judgment.
Forget it, they still have a trump card in the end anyway. If they really reach the end of the road, Yu Zhi can escape unscathed and find a good place to hide her identity.
Pei Yuezhou's side ended earlier than Yu Zhi had imagined. He was tall and strong, and his appearance was eye-catching. He was followed by several business elites in suits.
As soon as it appears in the coffee shop, it grabs everyone's attention.
Yu Zhi adjusted her facial expression and walked over to him.
"Ayue, let's go home."
She took the initiative to reach out and hold Pei Yuezhou's hand.
"Um."
Along the way, Yu Zhi was a little uneasy because of Song Chuhe's words. What she was most concerned about was the medical history he mentioned.
So she looked at Pei Yuezhou with more worry in her eyes.
Ah Yue was once sent to a mental hospital by the Pei family for treatment. Why didn't she remember anything at all? Was he really ill, or...
Yu Zhi didn't dare to think too much about it.
The man who was dozing suddenly opened his eyes.
"There's something... wrong with you. What happened?"
Under his scrutinizing gaze, Yu Zhi had to admit that he was very vigilant and sharp.
"No. I'm just worried about your injury."
After all, the worry in her eyes was genuine.
I just don’t know how much Pei Yuezhou believed it.
But he was silent for a few seconds before speaking: "Don't worry."
But he raised his hand and edited a text message to Assistant Xu.
[Arrange scar removal surgery for me.]
They didn't dare to delay and did it immediately.
Pei Yuezhou put away his phone, his expression somewhat unreadable.
He didn't dare to bet that Zhizhi's feelings for him had returned to him, but at least he had to maintain this appearance.
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