Perhaps worried that Cen Yu wouldn't believe him, Uncle Sun then led Cen Yu to open the balcony door in the guest room.
The guest room had an open balcony. Around 4 p.m., as it was getting dark, Cen Yu and Uncle Sun looked down from the balcony—just as Uncle Sun had said, Cen Yu's balcony was right next to an artificial lake. He wondered why it was designed that way.
Cen Yu had never stayed in a guest room before and was unaware that there was an artificial lake in the courtyard. The shore was also a bit far from his window, so even if someone was talking on the shore, it probably wouldn't reach the guest room with the window closed.
Sun Bo was about to say that Cen Yu had probably misheard, or perhaps he was having a hallucination while he was half asleep... but perhaps it was what happened in the mourning hall that made Sun Bo suddenly realize another layer of meaning in Cen Yu's question.
The artificial lake was perfectly calm, but Uncle Sun broke out in a cold sweat.
He didn't realize it until Cen Yu spoke—
“I guess I misheard,” Cen Yu said, leaning against the edge of the balcony. “Thank you, Uncle Sun.”
Sun Bo looked at Cen Yu for a long time before finally saying, "...If there is really something wrong, you can discuss it with Mr. Pei."
Cen Yu leaned against the railing and nodded perfunctorily. Only after watching Uncle Sun's departing figure did he look down at the calm artificial lake again.
He didn't go to find Pei Baijun who was in the bathroom; he simply turned on his phone on the balcony.
His boss was asking when he would return from leave, implying that the company was cutting costs recently and that if Cen Yu took too much leave, it might affect his quarterly performance review. He was also told not to blame him if he ended up on the company's graduation list.
Cen Yu: "..."
Capitalists are more cold-blooded and terrifying than ghosts.
Cen Yu dialed her boss's number directly.
"I'm driving." The boss answered the phone immediately, but gestured for Cen Yu to call back later.
"I need to take some more leave," Cen Yu said.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and after a while, Cen Yu guessed that he was looking for a parking spot... About three minutes later, his boss's voice came from the other end of the phone again, "I thought a 14-day vacation was enough."
"If you take too much leave, it will be difficult for me to give you a satisfactory score in the evaluation."
"My wife is dead."
...
For the first time, Meng Yunqiu was glad that she had spoken to Cen Yu after parking her car.
He specifically messaged Cen Yu to remind him that it was the last day of his honeymoon and that he should remember to be on time tomorrow.
Unexpectedly, Cen Yu dropped a bombshell on him as soon as she opened her mouth.
If it weren't for the fact that a normal person wouldn't joke about something like this, Meng Yunqiu's first reaction would probably have been to tell Cen Yu to go to the hospital to have his brain checked.
He sat in the car, calming himself down a bit before speaking, "Could you explain this to me simply using adult logic?"
After all, he really didn't know whether Cen Yu's statement about his wife's death was a statement of fact or an emotional outburst.
“He drowned during his honeymoon,” Cen Yu said briefly. “I just attended the funeral and need to take a few more days off.”
Meng Yunqiu was silent for a while, his fingers tapping the steering wheel, a headache starting for the first time—
"Please accept my condolences." That was all he could say to Cen Yu. He knew his emotional intelligence was a bit low, and this matter was indeed a bit beyond his expectations. After thinking for a long time, all he could say was this dry word of comfort.
"Mm," Cen Yu replied.
Meng Yunqiu fell silent. He knew that if he let Cen Yu come back to work at this time, he would probably be the one hanging from a street lamp tomorrow.
Meng Yunqiu was well aware that the grievances of working people were greater than those of ghosts, let alone having encountered such a situation.
Meng Yunqiu sat in the car with Cen Yu in silence for a while before finally speaking, “I will talk to Zhang Qin about taking leave.” He said to Cen Yu, “You still have more than 20 days of accumulated annual leave and time off in lieu of leave… Don’t worry about that part.”
Upon hearing that the original owner had accumulated more than 20 days of annual leave and compensatory leave, Cen Yu finally understood why the original owner dreamed of marrying into the Pei family and achieving financial freedom.
This lousy company really treats them like animals.
Meng Yunqiu remained silent again. He couldn't say anything to comfort her. In the end, he could only say, "Get some rest and don't think too much," before hanging up the phone.
Cen Yu looked at Meng Yunqiu's name on the screen. It wasn't that he was such a moral person that he remembered to report the situation to his superior at this time. It was just that Meng Yunqiu also had a part in the original work.
—On the way to visit Cen Yu, in Cen Yu and Pei Leyun's room, I saw Pei Leyun's photo.
Then he realized that Pei Leyun was the person he had been searching for for many years, but he never expected that the news he heard about her would be of her death.
Although Meng Yunqiu had the air of a capitalist, her mother's family had some knowledge of metaphysics.
So after hearing others say that Pei Leyun's death was somewhat suspicious, he thought of using his mother's connections to investigate the truth behind Pei Leyun's death, and thus made contact with Pei Leyun, who had become a ghost.
Furthermore, due to her mother's connections, Meng Yunqiu also possessed the ability to see ghosts, which allowed her to spot Pei Leyun wandering around the company building.
In order to set up this plot, Cen Yu definitely needs to let Meng Yunqiu know about it.
After some time, Cen Yu heard someone knock on her door, saying that dinner was ready.
Besides Pei Heng, only Cen Yu was dining with them that evening. After seeing Cen Yu sit down, Pei Heng said, "Let's eat."
While waiting for the food to be served, Pei Heng suddenly asked, "Did you tell Uncle Sun that you heard a sound outside the window?"
By this time, the simple dinner had been prepared, and the servants who had helped had left the dining room. Only when it was just the two of them left did Cen Yu nod and say, "Yes."
“I will make sure others are aware of this as well,” Pei Heng said, unsure whether only Cen Yu could hear it or if everyone else in the villa could hear it as well.
When Uncle Sun told him about this, he had already asked the other party to pay attention to whether the servants would also hear such whispers.
“You can move your belongings from the house over when you have time,” Pei Heng said.
“No need,” Cen Yu said.
Pei Heng paused, thinking Cen Yu hadn't understood him. He was about to say that he could stay there indefinitely if Cen Yu was willing, when he heard Cen Yu speak—
"I will move back in a while."
Pei Heng looked at him, "Go back to live here?"
"Your and Xiaole's house?"
Of course he knew that Cen Yu and Xiao Le had rented a house near Cen Yu's company, but in his opinion, Cen Yu had no reason to go back at all—after all, his initial wish was to marry into the Pei family, and now he had achieved great success in both the mortal and spiritual realms.
“Yes,” Cen Yu said, speaking under Pei Heng’s puzzled gaze, “After all, I have to go back to work.”
"It's inconvenient for you to work here."
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