Chapter 41 Ning Buyi, Whose Heart Isn't Big [Bonus Chapter 350] Gentle...
As her soft body pressed against him, Pei Qing couldn't help but sigh, "A miracle doctor!"
Ning Buyi, seeing that he was better, pushed him away forcefully using his chest muscles: "If you're better, then get out of here. I have things to do."
It turned out to be a lie. Oh well, he's a magnanimous man and won't stoop to Pei Qing's level.
Pei Qing put her arm around his waist, pressed her hand against the helmet visor, and stared into his dark pupils through the visor: "What's up?"
Ning Buyi felt wonderful to the touch, like a little rabbit, and he couldn't resist wanting to go further.
The boy tried to pry the hands off his waist, and he even pulled harder: "Let me go, I need to go make a ring for my girlfriend."
Upon hearing this, his face darkened. Girlfriend? When did he get a girlfriend? How come he didn't know?
He'd been so busy lately he barely had time to watch the live streams and had no idea what had happened. Pei Qing released his grip and asked, "What about Zhu Yanhe?"
Ning Buyi broke free and took a few steps back, afraid that he would hug her again: "How would I know Zhu Yanhe? He doesn't reply to my messages anymore."
His tone was tinged with grievance as he spoke. He hadn't done anything, but Zhu Yanhe seemed angry again and was ignoring him.
Pei Qing seemed to be deep in thought. Could it be that Zhu Yanhe withdrew after knowing that there was no future for him and Ning Buyi? Wasn't this giving him a golden opportunity?
As for his girlfriend, he can just give her some money to appease her later.
His smile deepened: "It's alright, that's just how Brother Zhu is, he looks down on everyone. I'll go with you, you're all alone anyway."
Ning Buyi retorted with dissatisfaction, "I would never look down on him! He's very good to me!" He shouldn't have said anything about Zhu Yanhe; Zhu Yanhe had taken him to eat lots of delicious food and always helped him.
Pei Qing raised an eyebrow: "Then why is he ignoring you?"
He lowered his voice: "He's probably busy, he didn't reply to me."
Pei Qing didn't speak, but took out his phone, intending to give Ning Buyi a strong dose of medicine. He directly called Zhu Yanhe, and the call was answered after only two seconds of ringing.
Ning Buyi froze, clutching his phone tightly. He had called Zhu Yanhe a bunch of times but no one answered, while everyone else got through on the first try.
Pei Qing casually made up an excuse: "Brother Zhu, where's your sister? I want to ask her to come out and have some fun."
"You should call her, not me, about this." The person on the other end hung up after saying that.
Pei Qing shrugged indifferently and waved his phone at the person in front of him: "He doesn't seem very busy."
The boy's thin figure stood in the sun, looking rather forlorn. He mumbled, "Why don't you reply to my messages?"
Pei Qing smiled, but her words were sharp and cutting: "There are only two reasons why people don't reply to messages: either they didn't see it, or they're annoyed. Do you think you're that kind?"
Since his rival has handed him the knife, why shouldn't he use it? What right does the newcomer have to surpass the old? Don't you understand the principle of first come, first served?
Ning Buyi refused to believe it. He lowered his head and called Zhu Yanhe again, but it was still busy. Reality was starkly before him, and there was no need to deceive himself any longer.
Pei Qing took his phone away and said softly, "It's not your fault. Didn't you still want to get a ring made? I'll go with you."
Ning Buyi paused for a moment, then nodded.
Does Zhu Yanhe not consider him a friend at all, and does he no longer want to be good brothers with Zhu Yanhe?
The weather in City A is predictable. On this day, you need to turn on the air conditioning to stay cool there, but here you have to wear a coat to avoid catching a cold.
Zhu Yanhe had just finished a day of inspection and sent his assistant back to the hotel. He walked alone along the riverbank, his clothes fluttering in the cool breeze. The water rippled with light, like Ning Buyi's eyes, which also shone with anticipation.
If he were here, he might be begging me not to be angry and to talk to him.
Thinking of this, he reached into his pocket, subconsciously wanting to see what message Ning Buyi had sent, but stopped just as he touched it. Did he miss Ning Buyi that much? He then pulled his hand out as if in a huff.
While strolling, he suddenly remembered that Ning Buyi had made him a ring, and the knot in his hand made him feel much happier. On his way back to the hotel, the man stopped at a jewelry store.
The gemstones glittered under the bright light in the glass case, and the prices below were probably something Ning Buyi would want to grab by the neck and ask, "Why didn't you transfer them to me?"
The receptionist's eyes lit up when she saw a customer with excellent manners and appearance, and she immediately came over: "Sir, what do you need?"
Zhu Yanhe glanced around and his gaze settled on a necklace. The receptionist, with her natural keen eye, immediately asked, "Sir, do you have children at home? This peace lock is our store's prized possession; it's the only one of its kind in the entire country."
The receptionist, living up to her high-end job, launched into a long, rambling explanation of the exquisite carvings and rare materials used in this peace lock, highlighting the expensive origins of this handcrafted piece of jewelry. She was determined to win over the seemingly refined man before her.
Zhu Yanhe simply nodded slightly, a smile playing on his lips: "Swipe the card."
He does have a child.
As night fell, Zhu Yanhe leaned against the headboard reading a book. The bedside table next to him kept vibrating. He finally couldn't resist picking up his phone. It was a missed call from his assistant, and a flash of displeasure crossed his eyes.
The assistant reported on the progress of the matter: "President Zhu, we have found evidence of the group selling [illegible items]. What is the next step?"
He thought for a moment and concluded that Ning Buyi's photos alone did not reach the level of obscenity; at most, they were found to be in the gray market.
Zhu Yanhe asked, "What are the photos of the other models like?"
The assistant hesitated for a moment before replying, "Mr. Zhu, it's hard for me to describe. I've sent you the pictures."
He switched to the screen and looked at the pictures that were sent to him. His breath hitched. He didn't zoom in, but the photos in the file showed almost no clothes, some were just pieces of fabric. The situation at the store was worse than he had imagined.
At this level, both Ning Buyi and Zhu Zhu will be implicated in this matter, facing charges of spreading obscene content. Being unaware of the crime is a light offense, but if they were aware, they would face imprisonment.
Ning Buyi might have been deceived, but what about Zhu Zhu? She must have been in that team for quite some time; does she know the inside story?
Zhu Yanhe frowned. His originally well-organized plan had suddenly changed. He had forgotten about this aspect before. Now that the two of them didn't know, it was better if they did. He could be detained leniently or sentenced to a fixed term.
He needs to know the truth in order to proceed with the next step of the plan.
"I'll let you know when to follow up." Zhu Yanhe hung up the phone after saying that. He swiped through his contacts and finally dialed a number.
"Hey bro, what's up?" A clear female voice came through the microphone, with some background noise.
Zhu Yanhe rubbed his temples and asked, "Where are you?"
Zhu Zhu walked a little further away and explained, "I'm playing with my friends, what's wrong?"
To sum it up briefly, Zhu Yan asked, "Do you know that some of your friends are selling model photos privately?"
"Huh?" Zhu Zhu exclaimed in surprise, she had no idea about this.
Seeing her like this, Zhu Yanhe asked again, "Do you know the details of your friends?"
Zhu Zhu didn't reply for a while. They were a small studio set up by netizens who met in person. She only invested a little money to be in charge of photography. She didn't know anything else. She just needed to wait for the money to come in.
He sighed: "Did you invest?" If he didn't take a share, everything would be fine, but if he did, he would have almost no control over the matter; he couldn't send Zhu Zhu in.
Zhu Zhu spoke guiltily; her mind was blank, and her palms were sweating: "I threw it..."
Zhu Yanhe closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and finally uttered a few words: "Does Ning Buyi know?"
She answered immediately: "He doesn't know, I'm the one who found him."
"You'd better stay at your house and not go out until I've found out everything."
For the first time, he felt that the phrase "more trouble than good" could be so vividly embodied in one person. After hearing the answer he wanted, he hung up.
The situation is very complicated. Ning Buyi's photos are still circulating, and his gang's path to being eradicated is now blocked. What could have been handled by the police can now be done by him himself.
Ning Buyi was a complete victim. Zhu Yanhe's expression relaxed a bit when he learned this fact, but why did he take the leg model job?
Zhu Yanhe originally intended to handle the debt repayment himself, but after sending someone to investigate, he learned that Ning Buyi had already sent the person to detention. Now, all he could do was send someone to keep an eye on things.
Zhu Yanhe rubbed his temples, thinking of a solution. This matter couldn't be delayed; the more people saw Ning Buyi's photo, the worse it would be for Ning Buyi.
The air conditioner was blowing cold air in, and Ning Buyi shivered from the cold. He put down the tools in his hand, rubbed his arms, and peeked at what the people next to him were doing.
He nudged Pei Qing with his elbow: "Your skin is all rubbed raw here!"
That's his ring! Pei Qing even said she'd help him, but she wasn't serious at all. If it were Zhu Yanhe, she would definitely have polished it perfectly. I don't want Zhu Yanhe!
Pei Qing smiled ingratiatingly, "Alright, alright, I'll try again."
After warming himself up, he picked up his tools again and fiddled with a ring-shaped silver ornament with small pits hammered into it. Ning Buyi held a small hammer and carefully shaped it.
After working for a short while, his eyes were drawn back to Pei Qing. He pointed at the ring, which was only clearly round, and said, "You made it so ugly!"
Pei Qing looked at his face, which was scrunched up in anger, and he was trying his best to suppress a smile. Was he really that ugly?
"Is it ugly? I'll polish it again later."
Ning Buyi stared at him intently: "He's incredibly ugly."
Zhu Yanhe couldn't possibly make something this ugly; he's good at everything he does. So what if he's good? Does being good at something mean he can make a good ring?
Ning Buyi, holding his breath, buried his head in adjusting the silver ring in his hand. He carefully checked every detail, but he still couldn't handle it well. Sometimes, what breaks the camel's back isn't a few hundred pounds of weight, but a single straw.
Just like now, what overwhelmed Ning Buyi was not his girlfriend's cold violence or Zhu Yanhe's indifference, but simply the ring that he could never make beautifully.
He suddenly stood up, head down, knocking over several utility knives on the table. Pei Qing looked up at him blankly, and the next second the boy rushed out of the shop like a gust of wind.
Pei Qing paused for a second, then hurriedly got up and left. What's wrong with him? Even if he didn't do a good job, you can't blame him!
The square in front of the store was wide and empty, and there was no one there. Pei Qing went out and wandered around twice before finally finding the boy squatting in a corner in the alley between the two stores.
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Author's Note: Zhu Yanhe is unhappy because Ning Buyi didn't send a message, and Ning Buyi is unhappy because Zhu Yanhe didn't reply... [doge]
Ning Buyi is a beagle puppy. Zhu Yanhe, his owner, has the greatest virtue of being patient. He not only has to spend a lot of time with him and shower him with love, but also constantly satisfy his appetite, because Ning Buyi is really greedy. Initially, Zhu Yanhe couldn't cook, and Ning Buyi couldn't eat the food he made, even if he held his nose. So, Zhu Yanhe enrolled in a cooking class and had to take Ning Buyi with him. Zhu Yanhe was in charge of cooking, and Ning Buyi was in charge of tasting. The class could only end when Ning Buyi passed the test...
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