Bian Tao struggled fiercely, but in his memory, Pei Heng was still the ordinary-looking man in the elevator... Pei Heng didn't seem to care about him and casually tossed him aside.
He walked over to Cen Yu and said, "It's better not to keep such dangerous things."
Pei Heng looked at Cen Yu and said, "It's not safe here. Why don't we go back together sooner?"
Cen Yu sat in Pei Heng's reading chair. "There's something I've always been curious about."
"What?" Pei Heng asked.
"Where did Pei Baijun get his money?" Cen Yu looked up at Pei Heng.
Pei Heng pondered for a moment, "I find this strange too." He slowly walked to Cen Yu's side, squatted down, and pressed down on Cen Yu's hand holding the book, "Go back early, it's not safe here."
Cen Yu pulled his hand away. "While I was at home, I also investigated some things."
"What is it?" Pei Heng asked, wearing a suit, squatting down in front of Cen Yu, seemingly very curious about the results of the investigation he mentioned.
In the vast Pei family villa, apart from Cen Yu and Pei Heng, there seemed to be no one else... Cen Yu glanced at Bian Tao, who had been tossed aside by Pei Heng, and thought to himself that this thing was indeed useless.
“Mr. Pei,” Cen Yu looked at Pei Heng, “wasn’t it you who sponsored me?”
He looked at Pei Heng's calm face and said, "Why are you unwilling to acknowledge such a good deed?"
When Cen Yu returned to his and Pei Lejun's rented apartment from the Pei family villa, he had the system check who had made the remittance—
The result was unexpected. Even after using various disguise methods, the system still nervously told Cen Yu who had transferred the money to it.
"Host, it's Pei Heng!" the fat cat said to Cen Yu, looking conflicted.
It seems unclear why Pei Heng did this in this part of the story.
"Then can you help me check again to see who my sponsor was back then?" Cen Yu asked again.
As expected, it was Pei Heng again.
Cen Yu just looked at the donor... He smiled and said, "Mr. Pei is so kind-hearted. It's not enough to just sponsor an orphanage, he even goes so far as to show his love for children in mountainous areas."
"Why must such good deeds be done anonymously?"
"When I first met Mr. Pei, he should have been the one to tell me."
He was naturally referring to the first time he met Pei Heng... He remembered sitting next to Pei Lejun, with Pei Heng across from him, who was unsmiling. He recognized him as the man who had watched him teach the "lecher" a lesson.
Cen Yu certainly remembered his declaration of marrying into the family, so he didn't care about Pei Heng's unpleasant expression.
Even after learning that Pei Heng was her benefactor, Cen Yu still felt a sense of absurdity—
What kind of ill-fated relationship did he have with the Pei family?!
“I had my assistant do this,” Pei Heng said, still squatting in front of Cen Yu. “I don’t remember your name.”
"What is the reason for sponsoring me?" Cen Yu asked.
“Didn’t you already guess?” Pei Heng pulled the book from Cen Yu’s hand. “Since you know that the money you spent on your schooling, or rather, your dowry, was paid by me.”
"As for the other things, I think you can guess them too."
Pei Heng stood up with the book and placed it on the bookshelf beside him. "Actually, I've never believed in anything supernatural or superstitious."
He loosened his coat slightly and tossed it onto the sofa beside him, "but some people still believed it."
“After the old lady passed away, my father started talking about those things again.” Pei Heng unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled up his shirt sleeves. “He said that Pei Baijun has always been in the Pei family… that’s not a lucky thing, and that I should be careful of him and appease him.”
Pei Heng gave Cen Yu a slight smirk, his eyes devoid of any amusement. "Don't you find this ridiculous?"
"Why should I comfort an uncle who passed away many years ago?"
Cen Yu knew that Pei Heng was definitely hiding some of the truth. In the dream in the library, Pei Leyun told him—
He did not appear in his previous dream.
But besides Cen Yu and Pei Leyun, who else could know so much about the details on the island back then...?
Cen Yu considered many possibilities, and finally came up with the most unlikely answer—
Pei Heng.
Pei Heng is the owner of that island. Theoretically, there should be no surveillance in the water villa, but that's all just Pei Heng's story. Only he knows the truth.
"What exactly is your relationship with Pei Baijun?" Cen Yu couldn't help but ask.
“He is my uncle,” Pei Heng replied calmly, “and also someone who has been dead for many years.”
"...How did Pei Leyun die?" Cen Yu asked again.
Pei Heng looked at him, "Don't you know best?"
“Pei Leyun couldn’t accept that you still had a white moonlight in your heart… so she committed suicide that night,” Pei Heng said. “That’s why he hated you and wanted to kill you.”
Cen Yu didn't believe Pei Heng's nonsense at all—
Even if Pei Leyun did commit suicide, it definitely wasn't because she discovered she had a white moonlight (a romantic idealized version of someone special).
Cen Yu's phone vibrated at that moment. Pei Heng glanced at him and asked, "Whose call is that?"
Before Cen Yu could say anything, Pei Heng walked over and took his phone out of his pocket... He glanced at the screen and then tossed the phone aside.
Pei Heng walked to the window and glanced out. "You brought Shen Wei here?"
"If you find it ridiculous, why are you still working for your uncle?" Cen Yu sat in the reading chair. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but after Pei Heng came in, he was completely trapped in the chair and couldn't move even if he wanted to.
"You're going to sponsor me and pay my betrothal gifts for him?" Cen Yu looked at Pei Heng. "Why don't you just not arrange the marriage for him at all?"
"Oh, I forgot, we've already been married." Cen Yu nodded. "And you wrote the marriage certificate yourself."
“Mr. Pei is truly filial. Your uncle has been gone for so many years... and he’s still so obedient. He does whatever you ask him to do,” Cen Yu added.
Pei Heng drew the curtains. Outside, Shen Wei seemed very agitated because Cen Yu didn't answer the phone. He was pacing back and forth at the door with a milk tea in his hand. The doorman had already received Pei Heng's signal to go home when Pei Heng came in.
“You don’t need to test me,” Pei Heng said. “If you want to hear it, I can tell you.”
Pei Heng recalled the incredulous look on his face when the old lady said Pei Baijun wanted to get married. He was still young then, and he told his father that his grandmother was not in her right mind and asked his father to persuade her. He added that his uncle had been dead for so many years, maybe he had already been reincarnated...
Before he could finish speaking, his father slapped him across the face.
Then, pressing his head down, he chanted repentance before the offerings in the ancestral hall of the Pei family's old residence—
It's fine to say he's teaching; I hope "He" won't blame him.
Pei Heng looked up and could only see a two-faced statue. The thing was blindfolded and had four arms.
He knew this was a secret from the Pei family's old residence, the key to the Pei family's rise to power, something their ancestors had obtained.
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