"Why wouldn't he dare? He's even capable of stealing your love. It's highly likely that he doesn't consider you a brother."
In Pei Yiming's opinion, what Ning Su did was quite immoral.
You can say you like Zhou Jinxi, at worst it's fair competition.
Why do we have to use insidious means to torment each other?
Even if he gets Zhou Jinxi by then, he will also lose Mo Zechuan, the friend he has taken care of since childhood.
Moreover, Mo Zechuan has been helping Ning Su silently for so many years, but he has not seen any good from Ning Su.
Now he has repaid kindness with enmity and is very happy to have gotten a beautiful woman.
On the other hand, Mo Zechuan, who was devoted to him, got nothing he wanted. He was so miserable that he even lost his self-esteem. He was in a mess.
Ning Su is such a scoundrel for repaying kindness with enmity.
Pei Yiming thought, if he could help, he would help. After all, considering that Mo Zechuan was now mentally retarded and had no basic judgment ability, it would be good if he could regain some rationality.
He said, "Come on, follow me out. I'll teach you how to chase someone."
Mo Zechuan's eyes were filled with confusion. If he guessed correctly, Lao Pei had never been in love before, where did he get his experience in love from? Wouldn't teaching people make them stupider?
Following him out of the bathroom, Pei Yiming said, "Sit down and tell me what Zhou Jinxi's personality is like."
"Wenrou, he doesn't seem to care about anything except dancing. Many times I had to force him to do that."
Seeing Pei Yiming's speechless eyes, Mo Zechuan felt his face flushed and said unnaturally: "He is easy to talk to. As long as I say some soft words, he will give me a lot in return. He serves me very well, I..."
"Let's not talk about what happened in bed."
Pei Yiming was even more speechless. He originally wanted to understand the man's personality, but he was choked by a mouthful of dog food for no reason.
"Why did you quarrel with him?"
Logically speaking, people with this kind of personality can never quarrel.
Mo Zechuan rubbed his face, feeling even more embarrassed. "I want more. If I see him talking to someone for a few more words, I'll go crazy and scold him, sometimes even hit him."
Pei Yiming said expressionlessly: "...You continue."
"He used to work in a nightclub, and I thought he was a gigolo, so I took him home to keep. He said no, but I didn't listen. I saw that he had good skills and was a well-behaved person. So I wanted to keep him, but he refused."
Who would be willing to do that?
Which normal person would be willing to be a lover? It’s not like they are at the end of their rope and need money to save their lives.
There are a few people who are willing to sell, and they are not special workers.
Wait, Pei Yiming got the point. "Why is he working in a nightclub? He's only 18, shouldn't he be in college?"
"He has a younger brother with leukemia, and the whole family is working hard to support him. He saw a small advertisement on a telephone pole and thought it was a good deal, so he went. He didn't expect it to be a nightclub, and he didn't expect to meet me on his first day of work." Mo Zechuan lowered his head. "I was really wrong, please be gentle with your scolding."
"You..." Pei Yiming was so angry that his liver hurt. He didn't expect that Mo Zechuan was even more unreliable than him. His experience in love was not zero, it was negative.
"Who did you learn how to keep a lover? I remember you went to North America for further studies and never went to a nightclub."
Mo Zechuan sold Xu Ziyu out expressionlessly. "Old Xu said he wanted to welcome me back and take me out to play. He also said if I liked anything, I could buy it and bring it back. They'd be happy."
"Xu Ziyu is a jerk, and you're following him?" Pei Yiming would have scolded Xu Ziyu to death if he wasn't older. He was a complete jerk who didn't teach people about love and forced them to keep a lover.
"I was wrong."
"Do you know what you did wrong?" Pei Yiming became angry when he saw his decadent look and wanted to beat him to death with his own hands.
"If you don't learn from the good, you'll become worse. Put yourself in Zhou Jinxi's shoes. If you were Zhou Jinxi, would you like someone who always forces him?"
The key point is that it's not just coercion, but beating, scolding, and belittling as soon as they meet. If it were him, he would probably ask Mo Zechuan to go to jail rather than accept his so-called love.
"Tell me honestly, do you like the feeling of being forced?" Pei Yiming felt that he might have some attributes, and because of the lack of emotion, he mistook this attribute for love.
"No, absolutely not." Mo Zechuan wanted to slap himself twice when he thought about what he had done to Xiao Zhou. How could he do such a perverted thing? "At first, I just wanted him to be more obedient, so I tied him up. I just didn't expect him to not want money, or anything. And he wouldn't want me either."
His head lowered lower and lower, almost bending over. "I was really wrong, Lao Pei, can you help me?"
"It will be difficult for you to win his love." Pei Yiming sighed. It was not that he deliberately undermined Mo Zechuan's self-confidence, but Zhou Jinxi was really a scumbag.
As long as someone he likes pursues him, he will most likely agree.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have tolerated Mo Zechuan for so long and refused to break up. Pei Yiming thought it was probably to satisfy some kind of quirk in his heart. Otherwise, she wouldn't have stayed with him until now, working so hard and without complaint.
"Oh." Mo Zechuan already knew this would be the result and didn't have any expectations.
He stood up and walked towards the door. In just a few steps, he fell three times in a row. Each time, he fell to the ground unconsciously, and then stood up again with an expressionless face. After repeating this many times, Pei Yiming could no longer bear it and grabbed his clothes and brought him back to the bed. "It's not that there is no other way. There is still something."
Mo Zechuan looked up, a hint of warmth in his eyes. "What's the solution? Tell me quickly."
"You're really too concerned." Pei Yiming sighed and continued, "The biggest difference between you and Ning Su is that you're ten years older. Your ten years of experience are enough for you to do a lot of things, like controlling the chess game."
Mo Zechuan's broken thoughts slowly recovered under Pei Yiming's forced organization.
He realized Pei Yiming was right. He was the largest investor in singing and dancing variety shows. If he withdrew his investment, it would become even more difficult for variety shows to obtain funding. They might even be forced to withdraw from the prime time slot of Fruit TV and become abandoned by the TV station.
Both Ning Su and Xiao Zhou relied on variety shows to make a comeback, and he happened to hold their life and death in his hands.
This is why Ning Su has not dared to declare war on him openly until now. He and Xiao Zhou depend on him for their survival.
Especially since Xiao Zhou has a family that sucks his blood away. If his family sees on TV or hears others say that their son has become famous, they will definitely find ways to ask for money.
By then, Xiao Zhou would be isolated and helpless, and Ning Su would certainly not be able to help him when he was already busy with his own affairs. All he could think of was himself.
"Thanks, Lao Pei." Mo Zechuan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes sparkling a little more. "I'm going back."
"What are you going back for?"
Of course, he would have a good talk with Duren and bribe one or two pawns to help him keep an eye on Xiao Zhou.
Although he is not with Xiao Zhou, he can get news about Xiao Zhou through others.
Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.
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