0075 84 When we meet again someday, a gentle breeze will stir the heavens and earth.
Zhou Xiye sat in her office for a long time, unable to calm down. Ling Xingzhi's reaction puzzled her greatly.
Upon hearing her words, Ling Xingzhi's initial aggressiveness softened, replaced by a sense of composure and calmness. He quietly looked at Zhou Xiye, "I just realized you're younger than me. I was also your age when I married Wei Luochen. Back then, I wanted everything..."
Ling Xingzhi reached out and grasped Zhou Xiye's wrist. "I'm not trying to use my age advantage to educate you, but I'm thinking about myself. If it were me, going back to that time, I would still choose to marry Wei Luochen. She's not perfect, not a good official's wife in the traditional sense, but she's beautiful, from an outstanding family, and has good social standing. She can give me a stable marriage that won't hold me back, and that's enough for me."
Zhou Xiye tried to pull his hand back, but Ling Xingzhi wouldn't let go.
"What I wanted back then was the same as what you wanted. However, what I want now is different from what I wanted seven years ago."
Ling Xingzhi withdrew his hand and looked at her honestly.
Zhou Xiye simply smiled faintly.
The two looked at each other. Ling Xingzhi's eyes held a faint smile, while Zhou Xiye's eyes held an almost imperceptible hint of sarcasm.
Laughter drifted over from downstairs, and Ling Xingzhi stood up. "This tea is alright."
After saying that, he pushed open the door and walked out. Zhou Xiye watched him whisper a few words to the waiter, and then the waiter went up to the stage and whispered to the storyteller.
After the waiter left the stage, the storyteller shook his head, "You're blind to my greatness! I was wrong! This descendant of Confucius was right here in the teahouse, listening to me spout nonsense about his ancestors... he's talking complete rubbish..."
As he spoke, he pretended to slap himself.
Zhou Xiye turned around, took the beer, and went downstairs. When he got to the checkout counter, the cashier handed him the bill.
She returned to her office only after paying the bill promptly.
Ai Jianshe smelled alcohol, interrupting Zhou Xiye's thoughts, "How can a young girl drink during the day!"
Zhou Xiye smiled and said, "The smell will dissipate in a little while, so it won't interfere with class."
Ling Xingzhi looked at the wide road, where there were still several scratches on the dirt road. The police, wearing white gloves, searched everywhere, carrying cameras and pens.
"Secretary Ling, this is it. The body was retrieved from over there..."
Ling Xingzhi nodded. "Did you find anything?"
The leader hesitated for a moment, then took out a room key from the evidence. "This is... the key to your wife's room. We found it by the river."
Ling Xingzhi glanced at the result card carefully, then smiled and said to the person, "Thank you. Here's my secretary's contact information. Contact me again if you need anything."
"Okay."
Just as he was about to get into the car and open the door, his phone rang again. It was Chen Ran calling, "Secretary, it's already afternoon. District Chief Pei is still waiting for you in his office. He said there's a meeting in their district this afternoon..."
Ling Xingzhi grunted in agreement. "Let him wait."
After hanging up the phone, he looked at the sky in the distance. The sky was blue with white clouds, and the white clouds in the distance were expanding like mushroom clouds after a nuclear explosion, pouring in from thousands of miles away.
aggressive.
Ling Xingzhi got into the car and stretched out. Suddenly, he looked at the driver in the rearview mirror and asked, "Old Du, what did you say you wanted to talk about?"
Old Du had just opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Ling Xingzhi said again, "A friend of mine is getting married. What do you think is a good gift for her?"
On the day Zhou Xiye registered his marriage with Pei Zhiyu, Beijing experienced a rare sleet. Zhou Xiye got into Pei Zhiyu's car, and the two sat in the back seat. He was dressed very formally, even more formally than he usually did for work.
Traffic jams are normal on rainy or snowy days. Pei Zhiyu looked at the rain and snow on the glass, which was still fogged up. She gently ran her finger across it, and a corner of the outside world was clearly revealed.
Zhou Xiye looked at Pei Zhiyu. His profile was very handsome and looked very expensive, like a priceless sculpture on display in a museum.
"Are you cold?" He suddenly turned to look at Zhou Xiye.
The sculpture spoke, and Zhou Xiye shook his head. "It's alright, there's air conditioning."
Pei Zhiyu nodded, looking at Zhou Xiye with eyes as clear as a pool of water. Zhou Xiye turned her head away, closing her eyes and leaning back in her seat. The atmosphere was somewhat awkward; the smell of rain seemed to drift into the car, and she couldn't help but frown.
It took the two nearly an hour to reach the Civil Affairs Bureau. Zhou Xiye had assumed that marrying Pei Zhiyu wouldn't require registering at the Civil Affairs Bureau; they could simply sign the papers in the presence of a lawyer. However, the procedures were more complicated than she had anticipated. The organization needed to provide documentation, and since both of them worked within the system, they naturally had to submit a report.
After going through the external processes, we also need to go through the internal processes.
On the day the documents were finalized, Pei Zhiyu took out several contracts and said, "These are for you. On the day we register our marriage, you sign them, and all the properties under my name will be yours."
Zhou Xiye took a look and saw that it included a real estate company, a catering company, and an overseas hedge fund company.
"Are you sure?" She smiled, holding the documents. "I don't have any betrothal gifts for you."
Pei Zhiyu shook her head, "Consider this a personal gift from me."
Zhou Xiye was taken aback. Looking at Pei Zhiyu, she sensed a hint of ambiguity and awkwardness in his expression. It's not uncommon for good things to fall from the sky, but Zhou Xiye didn't believe Pei Zhiyu's feelings for her were that deep. If this had happened to Ling Xingzhi, she would definitely think he was trying to blackmail her with the money and frame her for corruption.
As for Yi Chenling… unless he's insane, that kid might sell himself but he won't spend money. Ye Rouxin wouldn't care about these things either, but for Pei Zhiyu, this fortune feels more like an insult. Zhou Xiye breathed cautiously, putting down the documents in his hand, "I need to think about this carefully."
Unsolicited kindness is either a sign of malice or theft.
Zhou Xiye couldn't understand what he possessed that allowed Pei Zhiyu, this chosen one of heaven, to "commit adultery" and "steal" from him.
She didn't accept this generous gift. Their relationship was based on mutual exploitation, and getting too involved with material possessions would make it difficult to separate later.
After finalizing the required documents, the next step is to register for marriage and obtain the marriage certificate.
There was no one else in the Civil Affairs Bureau, only staff members, and the glass door was decorated with the character for "double happiness." The glass door of the marriage registration office was unusually heavy, and Zhou Xiye couldn't open it despite her initial push. Pei Zhiyu then supported her shoulder, and together they pushed the door open with their other hand.
As soon as the two entered, the staff warmly surrounded them, saying, "District Chief Pei, Mrs. Pei, you have plenty of time this morning. No rush, let's take our time."
Zhou Xiye nodded blankly, while Pei Zhiyu wore a faint smile, youthful and innocent, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
Sitting down in the red chair, Zhou Xiye took out her ID card and household registration booklet. The first page was hers, and the second page was Zhou Pei's. She frowned as she looked at Zhou Pei's name and information.
"Ms. Zhou, please give me your household registration book."
Zhou Xiye seemed not to hear what the staff member said, clutching the household registration book tightly until his fingers turned white.
Pei Zhiyu turned her head to look at Zhou Xiye and nudged her arm. Zhou Xiye snapped out of her daze, and the staff member repeated, "Your household registration book."
Zhou Xiye nodded and handed over the household registration booklet, but the staff couldn't take it from Zhou Xiye's hand. Zhou Xiye looked at his hand, gritted his teeth, and refused to let go.
“Zhou Xiye…”
Pei Zhiyu gently nudged her with her foot under the table, and Zhou Xiye loosened her grip. The staff member then took the household registration booklet and began the formalities.
The keyboard clicked a few times, followed by the sound of the machine.
"District Chief Pei, Miss Zhou, please come over here to take a picture."
Zhou Xiye stood up with Pei Zhiyu, and the two walked to the wooden table marked with the Haidian District Civil Affairs Bureau. Pei Zhiyu took off her coat, revealing a white shirt underneath. A staff member came over, took a makeup box, and applied makeup to Pei Zhiyu's face. Zhou Xiye, also dressed in white, let the makeup artist apply makeup to her face.
Her buttons were fastened tightly, and when the staff helped her with her makeup, they unbuttoned two of them.
"Don't be too nervous, the bride is the most beautiful."
Zhou Xiye smiled, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.
After adjusting their makeup and setting up the lighting, the two stood in front of the stage and smiled at the camera.
The moment the shutter clicked, Pei Zhiyu gripped Zhou Xiye's hand tightly; his fingertips were slightly cool, as if they were sweaty.
The two saw the photos on the computer. The photo editor confidently assured them that he would make them look beautiful and festive. Pei Zhiyu, her face expressionless, looked down at Zhou Xiye and asked, "Shall we go and rest for a bit?"
Zhou Xiye shook his head. "Let's go, let's go sign the papers."
Under the guidance of the staff, Zhou Xiye picked up a pen to write her name. She hesitated. Marriage registration, was that all?
Although she had long been prepared for the wedding, she still hesitated when the moment actually arrived. Ling Xingzhi's advice, Zhou Pei's lack of understanding, Ye Rouxin's teasing…
She glanced at Pei Zhiyu, who had quickly signed his name and was now looking at Zhou Xiye.
"What's wrong?"
Zhou Xiye shook his head, picked up the pen, paused on the paper, and was about to write his name.
"elder sister……"
She frowned, as if she could hear Zhou Pei's voice.
But shouldn't Zhou Pei be in Tibet? Could it be that I miss him too much?
Zhou Xiye thought she was hallucinating, shook her head, and wrote down the character "Zhou". Just as she was about to write the second character "Xi", her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Looking up, I saw that it really was Zhou Pei.
He was covered in snow, his cheeks were slightly flushed, he was breathing heavily, and his eyes were full of sorrow.
The next second, Zhou Pei leaned down and asked Zhou Xiye earnestly, "Sister, do you really not want me anymore?"
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