Chapter 31
Yan Wenbo walked into the door of the club but suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He knew he was stupid before, driving a yacht to hold a party at sea, accompanied by countless small models and stars to party, party all night as he coldly watched the rich second generation his peers hugging and playing with women. At that young age, he was no restraint.
But this clubhouse was different again.
It plays with something more … advanced and unseen.
If it's the past, Yan Wenbo could step in casually.
But now, he stopped.
In case Gu Xueyi knows…. the odds were that he would have to be beaten up.
Yan Wenbo turned his head and asked, "Do you have billiards here?"
The waiter was stunned, he had not seen anyone come here purely to play billiards.
But those who could enter here were not ordinary people so, of course, the waiter did not dare to offend him, and hastened to lead him to another floor.
"I'll show you the way… there are not only billiards here but also archery, darts, bowling … you can choose to play with. If you want to play with guns, we have also repaired an outdoor shooting range."
Yan Wenbo nodded and casually picked up the pool cue: "You play with me."
There were really no people on this floor.
Yan Wenbo saw a stand-up sign for the event downstairs and guessed that people were going to the club's new event.
The waiter, of course, did not refuse and stayed by the side.
At this time, the bodyguard was still talking to Gu Xueyi.
Gu Xueyi sat on the sofa, slowly turning the pages of the book, while slowly digesting the information in the book while asking.
"Hasn't it come out yet?"
"No, madam."
The other end of the phone was quiet again for a while.
When Gu Xueyi almost flipped through twenty or so pages, the bodyguard suddenly voiced out.
"Madam … I saw …"
"Hmm? What did you say."
The bodyguard at the other end seemed to be hesitant for a moment whether he should say anything as he was not in charge of this matter.
Finally, the bodyguard opened his mouth, "I saw Mr. Feng."
Mr. Feng? Who?
"From Mr. Feng's car, Mr. Pei's came down." The bodyguard went on to say at the other end.
"Pei Zhikang?" Gu Xueyi asked.
"Yes."
Didn't Pei Zhikang just leave the Yan house not long ago?
Well.
Gu Xueyi remembered at once who this Mr. Feng was.
When Jian Changming mentioned the family that has no dealings with the Yans, and if she remembers it correctly, he mentioned the Feng family. And if that was the case, the Mr. Feng the bodyguard saw must be someone with high status otherwise the bodyguard wouldn't have mentioned it specifically.
"Good, you work hard." Gu Xueyi said, putting away the book and heading upstairs.
When the book was put away, Gu Xueyi changed her clothes, called her driver and bodyguard, and drove over to the clubhouse.
Was Pei Lixin preparing for two?
While she coaxes Gu Xueyi, at the same time she also wanted to establish a connection with Yan's opponent?
Or was it that the Pei family has long had dealings with the Yan's opponent? It's just that Pei Lixin let her brother do all the approach…
Unfortunately, Pei Zhikang was a dumbass.
If this was really Pei Lixin's intention, then she was doomed to miscalculate.
"Madam, did you say this is the place?" The driver asked.
Gu Xueyi adjusted down the car window and glanced outside.
The name of the club was "Anonymous". It seems that the person who came up with the name couldn't come up with a name.
Gu Xueyi walked down.
The security guard at the door immediately stopped her but seeing that she was well dressed and had a familiar face… This was… wasn't this the wife of Yan Chao?
The security guard immediately bowed down and said.
"Madam Yan, you can go in, but the bodyguard behind you can't go in."
As if afraid that Gu Xueyi misunderstand him, he added.
"All the guests who came here don't bring bodyguards. Our club is very safe, don't worry."
Gu Xueyi was still a little surprised.
The bodyguard said on the phone that this clubhouse was owned by the Feng family. The Feng family and the Yans were rivals, but the Fengs' just let her in?
The bodyguard behind Gu Xueyi of course disagreed and immediately said in a cold voice.
"What others do, that's their else's business. The Yan family is certainly different from others."
The security guard could only rub his hands, as a small person he couldn't do anything about it.
He looked at Gu Xueyi awkwardly.
Gu Xueyi raised her hand and motioning to the bodyguard to stay put.
"When in Rome do what Romans. You guys wait outside."
She wasn't too scared.
Instead of worrying about herself, she should be worried about the fact that Yan Wenbo was at a disadvantage here.
But she felt that most of the time Yan Wenbo came in, he regretted it, and couldn't tell where he was at the moment.
The bodyguards who were now following Gu Xueyi were the same four who followed Gu Xueyi to Jiang Meng's house that day.
They have seen the power of Gu Xueyi, and although they were still not very relieved, but since Gu Xueyi has given the word, they could only obediently wait there.
"Lead the way." Gu Xueyi lifted her chin.
The security guard rang the bell and immediately a waiter came out and led Gu Xueyi inside.
That waiter couldn't figure out Gu Xueyi's identity and couldn't help but look at Gu Xueyi frequently.
"Are you a … guest?"
Gu Xueyi asked rhetorically, "Otherwise?"
The waiter was stunned.
What kind of a beautiful guest comes to a place like this to have fun?
Beautiful girls coming here are all "goods".
The waiter took her straight up to the third floor.
The third floor was the banquet hall.
Two luxurious doors were put together in one piece, with two animal heads carved on them, bringing an invisible pressure to everyone who stands under the doors.
Gu Xueyi only raised her head and swept a glance, then collected her gaze as if she had seen nothing.
"Please wait." The waiter said, took out the key from his pocket, and bent down to open a cabinet on the side.
Then a mask was taken out of it.
That mask was painted with colors, and it was large enough to cover the whole face so that only the eyes and mouth could be seen. Confidentiality was quite well done.
Gu Xueyi's face was small, and when she wears the mask, it looks like a big-headed doll that doesn't match well.
She looked in the mirror but wasn't fussy.
The painting on the mask was a little ugly as the mask worn by witches when they danced in ancient times when offering sacrifices to heaven.
The waiter put another hand tag on her wrist.
The hand number was 399.
The waiter said, "That's your name for tonight, and that's what everyone uses to refer to each other."
Gu Xueyi nodded her head before reaching out and pushing open the door.
Inside the door was quite lively, with dim colored lights projected from the ceiling. The fragrance of perfume mixed with alcohol could be smelled from the clothes and the body itself producing a sultry atmosphere.
Gu Xueyi walked in, in her high heels.
She wore a white dress that was knee-length in the front, but an ankle-length skirt in the back. As she walked, the skirt gently clasped her heel, as if it were a huge white tail falling behind.
The person closest to her, who had just turned around, saw her just in time.
The other party paused abruptly and instinctively extended her hand towards Gu Xueyi.
Gu Xueyi gave him a cold look.
The man immediately pinned in place, which then smiled sarcastically and said.
"Oh, so you're a guest here too."
The man took a step forward and asked, "What's your name?"
Although he knew it was impossible, he still held a little hope. Some of the first-time guests here, always forget the rules, so it was inevitable that this time she would expose herself and reveal her true identity.
Gu Xueyi shook her wrist.
The man fixed his eyes and said regretfully, "Oh, 399 ah."
Gu Xueyi looked around and found it a bit troublesome.
Everyone's head was wrapped … up tightly and it was hard to tell who was who.
No…suddenly paused Gu Xueyi.
It's not that hard.
For example, this man who talked to her was short and fat, not more than one meter seventy-five.
They could block their faces, but they couldn't block their bodies.
She could immediately distinguish them at a glance: tall, short, fat, and thin.
Gu Xueyi could even roughly project their age from their body shape, plus their walking posture.
Under the mask, Gu Xueyi gently raised her eyebrows, and at once did not feel trouble.
…. this was more of a challenge.
Gu Xueyi picked a glass of wine from the waiter's hand.
She wore black leather gloves, which contrasted with the glass body loaded with golden liquor, and the white dress she was wearing.
Gu Xueyi went straight through the crowd and walked over to the more central set of sofas.
Originally everyone was immersed in their own happiness but at this time they were more or less distracted as they looked at Gu Xueyi several times…
At this time, a man wearing a green-faced beast mask came on stage.
The original somewhat noisy environment quietened down a lot.
The man tapped the microphone in his hand, and only after confirming that there was a sound did he open his mouth and say.
"The theme of today's event at the clubhouse is you are not allowed to say "No". There are already a lot of familiar customers here, and I believe you all understand that this rule is set in stone, so no changes are allowed. The event ends at 12 o'clock before the rules are invalidated."
At this time, a few models came down with raffle boxes in their arms.
The man said, "It holds the numbers of everyone present."
"Now, you make an arbitrary lottery … The person who draws can ask the person drawn to do any one thing, and the person drawn cannot refuse."
An absurd and rather bold rule.
Gu Xueyi thought to herself, turning her head and sweeping the people around her.
There were others who were so excited that they tremble slightly, and there seem to be those who were worried that they were not lucky enough for their name to be called.
It's too late for Gu Xueyi to leave at this time.
Then… as soon as it comes, it was safe.
Looking at this club, what else could she do.
"Now … begins!" The man shouted.
The rest of the group swarmed and drew away the numbers in rapid succession.
Gu Xueyi sat in her seat without moving.
The raffle box was quickly handed to Gu Xueyi.
The woman holding the raffle box was a little nervous: "After you."
Gu Xueyi reached out her hand and grabbed it at random.
As a result, because she was wearing leather gloves, her fingertips weren't too sensitive, so Gu Xueyi grabbed two sheets in one grab, and she casually flicked one away.
"… all right."
The woman gave her a startled look before walking away.
Gu Xueyi turned the paper over.
The number written was 97.
Next, starting from the middle, each person who drew stood up and read out the number he or she drew.
A woman without a mask stood up and whispered the number: "112."
Then a masked man stood up helplessly.
The woman's face immediately followed by the color of ecstasy, immediately opened her mouth and said, "I have thought of my demand, I want you to give me a million!"
The man nodded, "You write the card number on the paper."
The woman happily agreed.
Gu Xueyi was surprised.
Was this also okay?
No wonder some people were excited just now, while others were worried. Was it because they were afraid that the other side would make demands that they cannot carry out?
"Next!" The man on the stage shouts.
The microphone was just handed to Gu Xueyi: "May I ask what you have drawn?"
Gu Xueyi pointed the note at everyone.
The woman with the microphone leaned down and read out, "Ninety-seven …"
Also sitting in the middle of the hall where a group of people crowded together, a man slowly stood up. The man was wearing a black suit, tall with an equally ugly mask on his face.
There was an eerie silence all around.
The woman nervously handed the microphone back to Gu Xueyi and stammered, "What do you … you want, you can say it now…"
It's quieter all around.
Clutching the slip of paper, Gu Xueyi slowly stood up and walked a little closer to that side.
There were many people sitting around the man… Gu Xueyi swept them one by one and then her gaze paused. There in the middle was Pei Zhikang, he didn't even change his clothes.
Gu Xueyi raised her eyebrows and asked, "It ends at 12 o'clock, right?"
"…yes."
Gu Xueyi said in a relaxed tone.
"Then let him be my servant for a few hours until 12 o'clock."
[⬅️ Toc ➡️]
Chapter 32
The man with the microphone jumped down from the stage. He smiled and said.
"Ms. 399, isn't your request the same as saying to Alladin's magic lamp, my first wish I to have three more wishes?"
As the man slowly approached Gu Xueyi, the rest of the people hurriedly parted ways.
The man stood in front of Gu Xueyi.
Gu Xueyi still sat steadily on her seat. She raised her head: "can't you?"
The man laughed.
"OK." 79 said.
79 looked around the entire hall: "Everyone who enters here has to abide by the rules here."
The fat man not far from Gu Xueyi heard these words and shrank his neck first.
He looked like he was terrified.
79 walked out of the crowd circle, the people around him seemed to want to retain him, but they could only stretch out their hands but did not dare to touch him.
Soon, he walked in front of Gu Xueyi.
The woman was startled and took a breath before handing the microphone back to 79 and asked, "What did you draw?"
The attention of the people around, suddenly, was focused again.
The hall was once again quietened down.
79 flipped the piece of paper in his hand.
The woman read out the number on it, "…93."
93 stood up, he was not far from where 79 just sat.
Gu Xueyi's eyes flickered.
They should be together.
93 smiled and said, "What do you want? Feel free to mention it."
79 moved his lips, pointed down at Gu Xueyi, and said faintly.
"Just the same as her."
"You'll be my servant for a few hours until 12 o'clock."
93 also agreed painfully, nodded, and said, "Okay."
It was the woman with the microphone, on the contrary, whose expression slowly cracked.
If they play like this…. won't they end up with a string of people in? Wouldn't that be the same as all of 399's servants?
As the woman guessed, they announced the numbers they drew one by one down the line, each one repeating 399's request in a thunderous manner.
The atmosphere in the hall became stranger and stranger.
The woman was on the verge of tears.
If she had known, she would not have suddenly handed the microphone to 399.
The woman turned around and glanced hastily at the man in charge of the event.
The man laughed and spoke up in time to cut off this ridiculous solitaire event, casually nodding to a man with a Mediterranean haircut and saying.
"Give him the microphone."
The woman breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly handed over the microphone.
The event, which looked like it was about to collapse, continued to play.
The atmosphere at the scene quickly returned to a warm state, but their eyes could not help but frequently cast on Gu Xueyi.
Who would draw her number?
If someone draws her number, does that person dare to ask her? If… If they could gain control over her, they should be able to get a lot of things from her
They were also curious about her identity.
How could she be so calm? As she watched so many people come in one after another, didn't she feel frightened? Was she really not afraid of offending people here?
Strictly speaking, there were no other rules here, but while everyone was crazy, they were also very knowledgeable and know how to grasp a proper bottom line.
If they really trample on the bottom line, they may die on the street when they go abroad to do business next month.
Gu Xueyi looked at the eyes around her as if there were nothing. She still sat there steadily and looked up at 79.
He also assumed his role, and immediately asked, "what do you need me to do?"
Gu Xueyi put the glass of wine in her hand and said, "Give me a glass of juice."
All around them suddenly stared at their movements.
The people next to them who were shouting wildly because they had drawn the number couldn't even attract their attention anymore.
79 nodded his head, turned around, and went to get the juice.
The waiter who served in the room acted faster and quickly handed him a glass of juice.
79 just brought it back to Gu Xueyi.
Just as Gu Xueyi reached out her hand, it was suddenly cold in the stadium. Then, the woman immediately followed her and shouted: "399!"
That's Gu Xueyi's number.
Now everyone looked toward the person who drew "399".
It was a young man without a mask, in his early twenties.
His number was 147.
The young man nervously grasped the slip of paper, and within a few moments, he was sweating profusely …
"I, my request …"
Gu Xueyi turned her head to look at the people following beside her, starting from 79, followed by 93 and others, all staring at the young man. There was no malice in their eye but so was goodwill.
Gu Xueyi couldn't help but let out a light sigh.
Her luck was too good, she drew an ace as soon as she arrived.
All the people were ready to attack her but dare not. If it were another guest, maybe they would try to do so, but the young man in front of him was not wearing a mask. He was a guest here but that was because they were responsible to accompany the guest here.
Where would he get the courage?
The young man took a deep breath and was about to open his mouth when a male voice suddenly sounded beside him.
"Oh, I can't think of it. I'll ask for it later. Anyway, it's counted before 12 o'clock, right? Let's go to the next one."
The person who opened his mouth patted his round belly, like a good man who came out to help.
The young man's courage, which he had so hard to muster, was punctured again.
"Next, next one." The young man said.
The microphone quickly moved on to the next person.
"Aren't you worried?" 79 asked.
Gu Xueyi smiled faintly as she lowered her head to take a sip of juice: "No worries."
"Do you know why that fat guy interrupted him?"
"Hmm?"
"In a moment, someone will take the initiative to contact that young man and use the benefits to make an exchange with him, and he will come to you with that request. When the time comes, it will be an even more excessive request." 79 said in a slow voice.
It seems that she intended to deepen Gu Xueyi's fear.
Gu Xueyi: "Oh."
79："…"
It feels like he said it for nothing.
79 couldn't help but look more closely at the woman in front of him.
This was completely a strange woman who has never been here before.
But she showed no surprise, no fear at all… was it the fearless of ignorance?
Soon all the ones who drew the note have been announced.
There was only the young man with the number 147 left who hadn't made a request yet.
The young man reappeared in front of Gu Xueyi, and this time he seemed to have the strength, and there was no longer a look of panic on his face.
He flashed a malicious smile at Gu Xueyi and said, "I demand that whatever I ask of you, you ask of him again."
He pointed to 79.
The crowd in the room drew their breath backward.
This request was equivalent to saying to Aladdin's lamp, my first wish is that for every wish I make, I add another chance to make a wish …
Was he really not afraid of getting his head screwed on!
"You can't refuse." Said the young man.
Gu Xueyi put away that little pity.
This guy was really stupid and poisonous.
Gu Xueyi responded, "Sure."
The young man got excited all of a sudden and said.
"Give me ten million dollars first! Quick, you say it to him too."
Gu Xueyi said, "No way."
The young man got angry at once: "You don't want to fulfill the rules?"
The young man paused, and then showed a little smile with malice: "Then change it, you sleep with me for an hour."
Gu Xueyi turn her head and looked at 79.
Then everyone looked at 79.
"Do you want him to sleep with you for an hour?" Gu Xueyi raised her eyebrows.
79："…"
He pinched his thumb and said, "Okay."
The young man stepped back awkwardly: "he doesn't need it. Just you…"
"He can, I can't." Gu Xueyi said.
"Everyone can only make one request. You have just made your request. You are no longer qualified to make any more requests now…"
"Impossible!" The young man pointed to 79 and said, "why do you order him?"
"Because he is my servant, I asked him to fetch tea and pour water. That's what he should do. It's not my new request."
Gu Xueyi said lightly: "your logic seems not very good."
The young man got anxious at once: "No, no, why can't I mention it? You have just promised me a request …"
"That request of yours is the same as saying to God that you can only make a wish if there is water, if so, you want to wish for a lot of gold but you don't have water. And you can only make one wish. How can you then open your mouth and say, 'Ask God to give me some water first?'"
The young man was already dizzy by this logic.
But the others were still clear-headed.
"That's right." The man in charge of hosting spoke up.
"She is right. You have lost the opportunity to make a request."
The young man never thought that he would waste such an opportunity.
Had he known … had he known he would have just asked the other person to pay him!
Or he should have followed her example and made her his servant, then he could have asked for as much as he wanted!
The young man looked back toward the crowd and revealed a hateful gaze.
"I'm going to change my mind now!" The young man said loudly, "You give me five million, five million will do!"
"If you break the rules again, we'll just have to throw you out." The host said in a cold voice.
The young man had a panicked expression, he flew to Gu Xueyi's side and knelt down to touch the hem of Gu Xueyi's skirt.
Gu Xueyi took away her leg and said to 79: "Beat him up."
The young man did not expect that his trick would not work and instead met a "hard-hearted" female customer.
He scrambled to his feet and tried to back up.
Under the mask, 79 hooked his lips and took a step with his long legs, a hand then grabbed the young man's collar, throwing him to the side of the wine table. The glass shattered and pierced into his skin, the young man shouted in pain and shouted at a fat man, "help me".
The fat man ducked to the side.
Gu Xueyi nodded in his direction, "79, beat him up."
Whether it's fat or young, the idea of getting close to 79 was none of her business.
But to step on her as a bridge, that does not work.
79 flexibly instructed his servant 93 to and pressed the young man and continue beating.
He himself turned to the fat man.
The fat man backed up: "You listen to me, this has nothing to do with me, it's that duck, just him, he, he identified randomly. What kind of professional ethics can a duck have, right?"
Seeing that there was no retreat, the fat man pulled his legs to run.
79 grabbed him by the collar and while the other hand grabbed a glass and smashed it in his face. The glass shattered, and the fat man let out "ah" as 79 grabbed the broken glass shards, next to his eye socket.
The fat man's mouth now let out a wolf-like howl: "No, no, Feng …"
79 put his hand around his neck.
The fat man rolled his eyes and waved his hand in a hurry.
Only then did 79 gently let go of his hand.
The fat man gasped, and only then did he remember who was in charge today.
The one standing at the top of the food chain in this arena today was actually….. actually that woman.
The fat man looked at Gu Xueyi and said.
"The request was really made by him, not by me. It's really not… I just want to get a contract seal. Really. You, you tell this, Mr. 79 to stop…"
This kind of villain.
At such times, they could be bold enough to encourage the young man.
Would he not bear grudges?
Gu Xueyi smiled and said lightly: "Everyone can only make one request, sir."
The fat man wailed and fell down.
He put the glass in his hand on him, and then stood up: "take him away, don't get dirty here."
Immediately a bodyguard came and took the man away.
The wails of the fat man and young man gradually disappeared from the hall.
Everyone inhaled lightly, and when they looked at Gu Xueyi again, they no longer saw her as simply a newcomer who had gotten lucky. Instead, there was awe in their eyes.
Even if she was a woman.
Here, as long as they get the main card, they could stand at the top of the food chain, regardless of gender.
They began to change ways to contact Gu Xueyi, carefully testing her identity, and talking with her about the various enterprises in Beijing, and how well she could converse finance, and real estate…. they seemed to treat her as a person with an identity, status, and deep background of a businesswoman.
Most of the things they said were actually unfamiliar to Gu Xueyi.
But she drew on the information without moving, not opening her mouth when she could but the others didn't feel anything wrong at all.
She still has 79 in her hand, so what if she wanted to act a little arrogant?
Soon, Gu Xueyi heard a familiar thing from their mouths.
The charity dinner on the 7th.
Pei Zhikang mentioned it to her.
Although their words were interspersed with many unfamiliar words, Gu Xueyi maintained a high level of concentration and roughly sorted out the information…..
This charity dinner…. was used for money laundering.
These people chatted for a long time and saw that Gu Xueyi was always unmoved, so they regrettably backed away.
Gu Xueyi turned her head and continued to use 79.
Bringing drinks, food, and even a deck of cards to play with her… she held 79 unceremoniously. And the more she used 79 as her slave, the more people feared her.
A few of the small rich generation that followed the Yan Wenbo came, standing in the corner, not even daring to move at will.
They opened their eyes wide and looked at it all in amazement… to them who thought they were rich; it was like another world. Another world filled with a lot of money and power.
And that woman, 399.
It looks like she's here for the first time, right? But why was she not afraid at all?
She's really amazing
Unfortunately, the theme of this club often changes. Next time they come again, they may not catch up with such a theme. Otherwise, they could follow the example of 399.
Pei Zhikang ran another leg.
After 79 turned 93 his own servant a series of master-slave relationships were strung behind him. Pei Zhikang was one of them.
When 399 calls 79, they were called one by one.
In the end, they were a bunch of people running all over the place, all to run errands for 399.
Pei Zhikang spits out a breath of air.
Had he known … he would not have come.
After he returned home, he talked to Pei Lixin about Jian Rui's visits, and how the gift sent by Jian Rui was so expensive, but Pei Lixin actually refused to add money …
And also blamed him for not getting things done.
If not, he would not have taken the initiative to come here and deal with Mr. Feng's job.
Dealing with Mr. Feng was really not a human thing to do…
Gu Xueyi did not wait until 12 o'clock.
When the atmosphere in the hall gradually became ambiguous, the lights were further dimmed, and the air was still filled with the smell of unknown perfume and incense …
Gu Xueyi got up and walked in the direction of the door.
79 asked, "Do you still need me to do anything?"
Gu Xueyi casually pointed to a place: "Sit there, don't move."
After saying that, Gu Xueyi pushed open the door and walked out without any hesitation.
She waited until she was out of the club before she took off the mask on her face and got into the car.
"Well, did you find the fourth young master?"
"No."
Gu Xueyi took out her phone and dialed Yan Wenbo's number.
"Dudu" sounded twice, and the other end quickly picked up: "… I, I told you in advance that I was outside with my classmates."
"En, I know. Come out. I'm downstairs."
There came a series of clanging sounds from the other end.
Yan Wenbo quickly threw the dart in his hand and ran downstairs
The waiter was left in a cold sweat behind.
You almost stabbed me, master!
Yan Wenbo ran out of the clubhouse and saw that the Yan's car was parked there.
Yan Wenbo was a little guilty. He opened the door and quickly sat in.
"I went to play billiards… Really, I didn't do anything else. I just promised my friends that I would come here with them. So this time it is to fulfill the agreement."
"En, I know."
"You know?"
"En, I went to the third floor and didn't see you."
Yan Wenbo: "…"
Three seconds later, Yan Wenbo sprang up from his seat, and then his head hit the roof with a loud bang.
Yan Wenbo: "…"
Yan Wenbo covered his head and sat back with difficulty. Gritting his teeth, he said, "I can't go, and neither can you."
What the hell is that!
How can she go?
"En." Gu Xueyi answered: "drive."
The bodyguard was still confused.
Wasn't the madam here to look for fourth young master? Madam already knew that the four young master didn't go in?
The club on the third floor.
79 sat on the couch for half an hour.
The door was closed tightly, and 399 did not return.
79 looked up at the wall clock, 10:03.
It was still very early.
She was gone?
79 snorted lightly and moved his position.
"No more games." 79 said as he strides towards the door, 93 immediately followed, with Pei Zhikang in tow.
They entered the small box on the third floor.
Only then did he take off the mask on his head, which left a slight indentation on his face. Under the indentation was a handsome but gloomy face.
"Who is that today?" 93 I said doubtfully.
"Who knows?"
"You've been a servant to a sudden guest for several hours. It's really eye-popping to tell." Someone beside me smiled helplessly.
Pei Zhikang said stupidly: "Everyone didn't know… Don't you know? And wearing a mask, who knows who is who?"
He glanced at him and put away his contempt.
He said: "standing on this field, how can anyone not know Mr. Feng?"
"So everyone knows that Mr. Feng has always been 79?" Pei Zhikang was surprised.
"Otherwise?"
"Only the newcomers don't know." 93 said.
"Like 399."
Calling Feng Yu to run around.
Even they were affected.
"With her doing this, we won't be able to play this theme anymore." 93 clicked his tongue.
"What about monitoring?" Feng Yu asked.
"Wait, I'll adjust it for you."
After a while, there was a monitor in front of Feng Yu.
There was no monitoring on the way from the entrance of the club to the third floor to protect privacy. The surveillance video all started after the door of the banquet hall was opened
Feng Yu moved the mouse and cut out the figure wearing the mask.
"Who are you?"
"It's still an hour and fifty-seven minutes off."
"… what?"
Chapter 33
93 found the waiter in charge of receiving and guiding the guests.
The waiter tried his best to recall… but the number of cards he gave out that day was too many, not to mention they were drawn at random. Only the guests themselves knew best what the number was.
The waiter said dully, "I … I can't remember."
"Who were the female customers yesterday?" 93 asked in a different way.
"… Ms. Ling? Ms. Wang? …" The waiter enumerated a series of names and finally said lastly.
"Ah, yes! And Madam Yan!"
"Madam Yan?" 93 froze: "The wife of the Yan Chao?"
"Yes."
"Have you seen it incorrectly?" 93 smiled sarcastically.
"How can Yan Chao's wife come here?"
"No I'm not mistaken….. that's right, it was the fourth young master Yan who came first but did not go upstairs. A moment later, Madam Yan came in and went upstairs."
The waiter then said to himself: How could he be wrong?
She has been hot search several times before!
93 turned his head to look at Feng Yu: "Why do you think she came here?"
"Pick up the child." Feng Yu responded casually but his expression was still gloomy as if he owed 1.8 billion and only have 29 days to pay the 30 days debt.
"Dare to order me to be her servant, how can I let it finish just like that?" The corner of Feng Yu's mouth drew a cold and sharp arc.
If this 399 happens to be really, Yan Chao's wife it wouldn't end that easily.
….
…..
Yan Wenjia has been posting on Weibo for three consecutive days now.
Almost every day was a picture of him finishing his work at midnight. The first day was a selfie, the second day was the moon hanging alone in the sky, and the third day was the monitor in front of director Li. Playing on the monitor was a shot taken by Yan Wenjia.
[Yan Wenjia has been selling misery on Weibo for three consecutive days, what do you guys think happen?]
[It's not selling misery… maybe it's just that those people who are rarely dedicated to their work, for once wanted to brag that they are now doing their best.]
[isn't it that after the Jiang Meng incident, seeing that the fans skyrocketed, so they began to sell misery and attract fans?]
[Speaking of which, how many years did Jiang Meng get?]
[JM seven years, Cao is life imprisonment.]
[Jian family 666.]
[Some gossip said that Cao also offended Jiang Er.]
[? Don't go too far upstairs, Great Yan Wenjia is here.]
[Stop with the great, people really don't care about these things. He has a lot of good resources, and no matter how unprofessional he is, his acting skills are no problem, his looks are amazing and he has a lot of fans. Talking about him selling misery is just too hilarious…]
[I just want to know why he suddenly became so desperate. Is it really because of lack of money?]
The agent was also asking Yan Wenjia the same thing: "Are you short of money?"
Yan Wenjia wantonly kicked the stone under her feet: "No."
And soon realized that posting on Weibo was rather boring.
Yan Wenjia: not short of money, don't send red envelopes.
After sending the last Weibo post, he stopped updating again.
Leaving a group of fans crying.
They used to clamor that Yan Wenjia was selling misery to attract fans, but now that he doesn't talk much, they were afraid that in a fit of anger he would come right outside their door.
Yan Wenjia went on slackening again visible to their naked eye.
Sitting in his sports car, he stared intently at the sea on both sides of the road.
Didn't Gu Xueyi have Yan Wenbo report to her if his going out?
Aren't I home late too?
Why hasn't she called me back to the Yan's house?…
Director Li squinted from the side, afraid that Yan Wenjia would jump into the sea again, and quickly and quietly sent a text message to Gu Xueyi.
Gu Xueyi was just going to sleep when she received the message.
She raised her hand to turn on the night lamp and check her phone.
… it's almost time.
Children need encouragement and affirmation to move down the road more firmly.
Gu Xueyi edited a text message.
[Have you been working hard lately? Don't overwork yourself, tomorrow I will ask the servant to deliver some food to you. Remember to distribute some to the staff around you. Good night.]
After the message was sent, Gu Xueyi put down her phone and did not check it again.
Yan Wenjia's phone "ding".
He looked down.
Food delivery?
The corners of Yan Wenjia's lips pursed.
Finally, it's not only Yan Wenbo who got the special treatment.
Yan Wenjia suddenly had a feeling of raising his eyebrows like never before.
He looked at the words "good night" over and over several times.
Someone to say good night to…
It's totally different from saying good night to fans!
Yan Wenjia took a screenshot of the text message.
But he still feels a little bit—his feeling right now, he has nowhere to use it.
So he made another circle of friends.
Yan Wenjia's friends on WeChat were all people in the entertainment industry.
He crop off Gu Xueyi's name, put a screenshot of the text message content on it, and then matched it with a picture of the distant sea covered by night as the car speeds past.
Then Yan Wenjia started to refresh frequently and read the comments.
[Brother Yan is working so late again? You're really dedicated.]
[Brother Yan works hard.]
[The night on this road is particularly beautiful…]
….
….
None of them was what Yan Wenjia wants to see.
The agent found that Yan Wenjia spent more time refreshing his phone.
In the past, this young master ran out every day and no one could stop him… Okay, think about it this way, he always thinks that it's good for him to stay at home and brush his phone there! If he wants to provoke a scandal, this was no place to provoke it, so give the team more peace of mind.
Director Li also breathed a sigh of relief.
Madam Yan is really resourceful!
Blessing the crew for the filming to go well!
Director Li even came up with the idea of putting a picture of Madam Yan on the crew
Gu Xueyi said that she would arrange for someone to send food to Yan Wenjia, and of course, she kept this promise.
The kitchen spent several hours of work preparing a variety of dishes, including dim sum, fruit platters, cooked food, and some seafood … all packed in insulated boxes. All the food was put in the trunk and brought there by the Yan family's bodyguards.
After another scene, Yan Wenjia's gaze swept outside the set.
Two cars came to a stop one after another.
A bodyguard who doesn't often appear in front of the public, but was familiar with Yan Wenjia, pushes the door open and walks down.
The others followed, opening the trunk one after another and taking things outside.
"This is why Brother Yan invited everyone…"
"It's made by our own chef, don't laugh at it."
The food was quickly distributed.
The staff looked at the two luxury cars and the bodyguards from the luxury cars in shock.
Outlandish branding!
Brother Yan was really not short of money!
The actors and actresses in the crew gathered together to eat. When the lid of the box was opened, they were shocked gasps again.
"What kind of cook is this? Is it a Michelin five-star standard?"
"A professional chef hired by the Yan family?"
"For crying out loud, I happen to want to eat this!"
They ate and sighed.
They were afraid that these could not only be done by just money alone. Brother Yan won't be successful, would he?
The agent could not help sighing but for a different reason.
In Brother Yan's dictionary, there was never a matter of having a good relationship with the crew. He came and went in a hurry, unlike other stars who would do some superficial work and have a good and approachable image.
He doesn't know how long it has passed before Brother Yan knew how to invite everyone to eat.
He doesn't even know how many times the people next door have invited the crew to drink milk tea.
"The preparation is all so meticulous."
The second female took the initiative to come over and strike up a conversation with Yan Wenjia.
"Hmm." Yan Wenjia replied with a lack of interest.
"Was it prepared by the Yan family?"
Yan Wenjia just glanced at her and said, "um…"
Female 2: "Oh."
Yan Wenjia waited for a while, but she didn't wait for the second girl to speak further.
Yan Wenjia frowned.
The second female just sighed out: "Brother Yan's family is really good to brother Yan ah… specially sent so much food to us, but also distributed to us. These things … are very expensive, right?"
Yan Wemjia: "Yeah."
The second female was a little embarrassed and had to scramble to find a topic: "Did Mother Yan prepare these?"
"No." Yan Wenjia paused and looked for the first time looked the face of the second female lead, and said.
"My older brother's wife, sister-in-law prepared it."
The second female paused in surprise.
Brother Yan has a brother and older brother at that?
And she has a sister-in-law?
No one thought about Gu Xueyi, who came to the crew last time. After all, no one would have thought that Yan Wenjia who entered the entertainment circle would be Yan Chao's younger brother.
Yan Wenjia turned around and no longer looked at the second female lead's face.
And went to pick food comfortably.
The news of Yan Wenjia distributing food on the set was quickly shared on various gossip forums, and a number of people began to speculate about his family history.
There were also fans who were crying and moved, thinking that Yan Wenjia does not know what kind of stimulation he was getting. After all, they all knew that playing with his peers brought him closer to the crew…
On the other hand, Pei Zhikang was still worried about not getting an accurate reply from Gu Xueyi.
"She wouldn't go to the charity dinner?" Pei Lixin said in surprise.
"She didn't say she would nor refuse me."
"Then I'm not going." Pei Lixin's face sank.
"Hasn't she always wanted to break into the upper-class society? This charity dinner will be attended by many upper-class people."
Pei Zhikang said a little irritably.
"Elder sister, have you forgotten the Silica banquet? At that dinner, she has already entered the upper-class circle. She doesn't need this thing at all!"
Pei Lixin gritted her teeth: "I asked you to let her steal the sea of the Yan Chao. Ha! Now that Yan Chao is missing and she has a lot of money in her hands, inviting her to a charity dinner will not please her, this Gu Xueyi is…really…".
Pei Zhikang interrupted her: "elder sister, don't you think… You gave too little to impress her?"
Frowning, he added, "She is Yan Chao's wife."
Pei Lixin almost couldn't catch her breathing hearing this.
After stabilizing herself for a while, she said.
"It's all right if she doesn't go to charity. You can take my card and accompany her to buy things, but we must get a hold of Yan Chao's seal. And even if she can't get the seal to us, then she has to pretend that Yan Chao died, and look grief-stricken."
Pei Zhikang was inwardly happy but did not reveal it on his face as he responded, "Oh."
When the bodyguard and Gu Xueyi report the situation of the crew, Yan Wenshu suddenly pokes her head down the stairs.
Gu Xueyi asked the bodyguard to stop temporarily and looked up at Yan Wenshu: "Have you finished reading the book?"
Yan Wenshu felt guilty when she heard this.
"No… not yet." She paused and said, "but there's something else."
"What's the matter? Just say it."
Yan Wenshu pursed her lips, "I want to go out for two days temporarily."
"Hmm?" A soft sound came out of Gu Xueyi's mouth.
Yan Wenshu unconsciously stood up straight as she whispered, "Yan Wenhong is coming back."
Yan Wenhong?
Gu Xueyi raked through her memory.
In the book, he was hardly mentioned.
But in the original owner's memory, this person seems to have been enrolled in a boarding school.
Was he in senior year, or a sophomore this year?
Gu Xueyi pressed the memory.
"Hmm.. when?"
"I don't like him much, I don't want to see him." Yan Wenshu said.
"Really. I'll go out for two days. He only comes back just once every two months, just for two days and then he leaves. When he's gone, I'll come back."
Yan Wenshu's temper has changed too much.
She has said so, and Gu Xueyi also does not want to make things difficult for her.
What Gu Xueyi wants to correct was only what was bad in them, not to harden their natures to break them into a mold.
"Well, go." Gu Xueyi answered.
Yan Wenshu pursed her lips and smiled.
She finally realized the happiness that a little sister would feel when they finally got approval from their parents after a fight.
Yan Wenshu ran down and hugged Gu Xueyi. Then she turned around and went upstairs to pack her bags.
She also didn't forget to bring that advanced math book with her.
Half an hour later, Yan Wenshu left the villa.
And another half hour passed, Gu Xueyi came down from upstairs when she heard the maid downstairs shouting.
"The young master is back!"
Gu Xueyi slowed down and walked slowly to the first floor.
A teenager carrying a black school bag slowly walked into the hall.
The teenager was wearing a black and white school uniform with wide sleeves and wide pants, but it didn't look too loose on his body, but rather set him off in a lean and upright way.
He looks a bit the Yan Chao.
But there was more softness and shyness in him.
He carefully removed the school bag and handed it to the maid on the side.
Then he raised his head and ran into Gu Xueyi.
He was at a loss for a moment. He looked like a clever young bird that had lost its way.
"Sister-in-law?" He uttered in a confused voice.
He was the first one among the Yan family to be so polite.
Africa.
He hadn't slept well for three days and simply replaced his walking tools with a wheelchair to save energy.
Several dark-skinned men were pushing the wheelchair and chatting at the same time. The topics were varied and the ideas were also very strange. The topic span seemed to cross the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.
"It seems a little strange for the boss to be like this."
"Hey, saving energy doesn't work?"
"The food here is f*cking terrible…"
"I want to eat hot pot!"
"Did the madam swipe her card today?"
"Gotta ask the boss."
"Madam is quite good at swiping, I think we might as well rob the Tata."
"?"
"… who is that?"
"Ohhhh, the little nurse is here."
Several people said and rushed to get out of the way.
The medical resources in this shabby area were too scarce. This little nurse was a girl student who came here to support Tata.
Seeing that they were both Chinese, of course, they have to take more care of her.
The little nurse was hoping that when they left, they could take her away with them. So when she treated the boss his wounds, she took extra care.
The young nurse was startled to see the young man in a wheelchair.
She hurriedly said in a trembling voice, "Are you getting worse?"
"We still have to go to the hospital to take an x-ray."
The young man squinted slightly against the sunlight and did not make a sound.
The nurse thought he was suffering from pain and depression, so she spoke up to cheer him up.
"Do you see the green leaves on the wall?"
"…"
The young nurse ignored his silence and continued.
"This is a desert environment, and green leaves are hard to see but they tenaciously climb up the wall …"
A few of the big men couldn't help but mutter, "What's she ranting about?"
"Didn't she see that the boss was asleep?"
The young man suddenly opened his eyes, "It's so noisy."
The little nurse who has prepared a stomach full of chicken soup: "…"
Chapter 34
"Yan Wenhong?"
"Yes."
Gu Xueyi nodded and asked, "have you eaten?"
Yan Wenhong was stunned and shook his head, "Not yet."
Gu Xueyi only then quickened her pace and in a blink of an eye, she walked in front of Yan Wenhong.
She asked, "what would you like to eat?"
Yan Wenhong was stunned again. He probably never thought that someone would ask him such a question.
He hesitated for a while before he said in a low voice, "egg noodles."
Isn't it too simple?
Gu Xueyi's eyes flickered, and she didn't ask further questions. She turned and stopped the maid.
"Go and ask the kitchen to make a bowl of egg noodles and bring it over…. get another glass of milk, hot."
The maid quickly answered.
Yan Wenhong's eyes moved from Gu Xueyi to the maid and finally watched the maid walk away.
"Is there any other luggage?" Gu Xueyi asked again.
Yan Wenhong withdrew his eyes, turned back to look at Gu Xueyi, but politely replied.
"There's none."
"Well, then sit for a while first." Gu Xueyi pointed to the sofa in the hall.
After saying that, Gu Xueyi first walked over and sat down, and Yan Wenhong followed over and took a seat.
"Yan Wenjia is filming, Yan Wenbo is at school, and Yan Wenshu will be back in a few days. Well, your brother… He can't come back for the time being."
Gu Xueyi said faintly, reached the teacup from the maid, and put it in front of Yan Wenhong.
"Drink some first."
Yan Wenhong seemed a little flattered. He put his hands together and picked up the cup. He bowed his head and took a sip.
"Okay, thanks. I got it."
It seems that he was not very interested in where the other members of the Yan family were.
A flash of light passed through Gu Xueyi's eyes.
Unbeknownst to her, Yan Wenhong inwardly was feeling a huge wave of surprise.
Yan Wenjia stayed in the crew honestly, while Yan Wenbo was at school… this was a little strange.
Even Gu Xueyi in front of him was strange.
"How many days will you stay home this time?" Gu Xueyi asked again.
Her tone was unhurried, not cold, but not overly enthusiastic either. It made people feel comfortable, without the discomfort of being forced to ask questions.
Yan Wenhong paused and said, "half a month."
Gu Xueyi had just taken another cup of tea from the maid's hand when she paused in her movements, "Hmm? Half a month?"
Didn't Yan Wenshu say that every time he came back, he would stay only two days and then return to school?
Yan Wenhong nodded carefully and said in a low voice.
"There was a little incident at our school, so we had to postpone returning to school."
"What happened?"
Was there an incident of bullying? Or was there an incident of corporal punishment?
Gu Xueyi does not know much about such so-called boarding schools.
Well, she could just check the Internet again afterward.
Yan Wenhong put down the teacup, making a "click" sound as the bottom of the teacup touches the marble.
"A student was killed," he said
"Ah." Gu Xueyi paused.
If she remembered correctly, the laws of this society have been more perfect compared to the ancient times, most people live and work in peace and have social stability.
How could something like this happen in a school?
Yan Wenhong raises his eyes and looks at her.
He said embarrassedly, "I don't want to say this, since it will scare you."
"There's nothing that can't be said, and it won't scare me." Gu Xueyi said lightly.
"Has the murderer been caught?"
Yan Wenhong shook his head: "not yet."
Gu Xueyi frowned: "did the police intervene?"
"En, the police were called. But because the students panicked, everyone couldn't go to class normally, so they all went home. I'll wait for the notification in half a month."
At this time, the egg noodles were brought over.
Gu Xueyi stood up and said, "Go to the dining room to have something to eat."
"Yes." Yan Wenhong responds and goes to the dining hall.
When Yan Wenhong came out of the dining hall after eating the egg noodles, he saw Gu Xueyi sitting on the sofa, slowly turning the book on her lap.
Yan Wenhong glances at the book cover.
It was a complete set of current industrial and commercial administrative regulations.
In a split second, curiosity filled Yan Wenhong's eyes.
"Are you done eating?" Gu Xueyi asked as she flips the page and looked up.
"Yes." Yan Wenhong nods.
Gu Xueyi looked at the maid behind her and asked, "Did you drink the milk?"
The maid said, "no, madam."
Yan Wenhong's expression froze for a second.
He blinked slowly and looked at Gu Xueyi as if he was at a loss.
"Give it here."
"Yes."
The maid immediately brought the reheated milk and handed it over to Yan Wenhong's hand.
"Have an early rest after drinking the milk and talk about the rest tomorrow."
Gu Xueyi lifted her chin slightly and motioned him to drink milk first.
Yan Wenhong gave her a shocked look.
Yan Wenhong was not short, he was one meter eight. The messy hair on his forehead scatters which complemented the eyebrows that were somewhat similar to Yan Chao, showing a little innocence.
A quick glance gives the impression of not being too old.
But Yan Wenhong really hasn't had much milk.
Still, Yan Wenhong silently took the cup, tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and drank it all in one quick gulp.
"… is good." Yan Wenhong said and burped.
His well-behaved face immediately stiffened for a second.
Watching the maid take away the milk cup, Gu Xueyi suddenly remembered and asked, "how old are you this year?"
She asked the question with a straight face, without the slightest shame of not knowing the Yan family.
"Next month, I'll be eighteen." Yan Wenhong said.
Gu Xueyi nodded, "Okay, you go ahead."
Yan Wenhong then walked upstairs.
When he reached the corner, he paused and turned around to look downstairs. Gu Xueyi sat there and lowered her head again to continue reading.
Really weird.
All of them are strange.
Yan Wenhong collected his gaze, and only then continued to walk to the second floor.
He hasn't been back for a long time, but the people around didn't dare to be negligent and cleaned up the room immaculately.
Yan Wenhong pushed the door and walk in, but he couldn't smell the familiarity.
But he didn't care.
The schoolbag has been put on the sofa.
Yan Wenhong glances at it and goes straight to the wardrobe. He takes out his clothes and prepares to take a bath.
When he got to the bathroom door, he suddenly remembered that he had dinner today.
Yan Wenhong circled around and went to the bookshelf to take an astrophysics book, with his phone turned on, he sat down and slowly flipped through the book.
It took more than half an hour for Yan Wenhong to get up to take a shower.
The bathroom door was closed.
The shower was turned on.
Then a sound of water clattering could be heard.
Outside the bathroom, the phone that had been placed casually on the couch rang frantically.
In the bathroom, Yan Wenhong's ears twitched.
He was very sensitive to sound, even the sound of water from the shower couldn't block the ringing coming from outside.
Yan Wenhong paid no attention to it, he pressed himself in the sink and bent down to vomit.
But the next moment this vomiting sensation stopped.
He blinked, looked up at the warm yellow light overhead, and remembered.
Ah yes, I had it for dinner.
His stomach was not empty, but full… a little warm and a little bloated.
Yan Wenhong picked up a piece of paper and wiped his mouth. Only then did he get to the shower.
He didn't pick up the phone until he got out of the bathroom and laid down on the bed.
….
…
"Madam, it's already half past nine." The maid walked up to Gu Xueyi's side and reminded her in a low voice.
Gu Xueyi always forgets the time when reading, so she specially asked the maid to call her at a fixed time.
Gu Xueyi put down the book in her hand and looked up at the wall clock.
"Hmm." Gu Xueyi turned around and walked upstairs, halfway up the stairs, she suddenly paused and turned her head and said.
"Tomorrow, have someone come and pack a room out on the third floor, set up some furniture, tables, and chairs, I want to use it as a study."
She was always reading on the sofa, and the pressure on her neck and lower back was too much.
The maid quickly answered.
Wang Yue hid in the corner and sighed secretly.
The madam really doesn't treat herself as an outsider anymore. She not only instructs them they also follow her well and now the young masters and young lady, all obey her perfectly well.
As Gu Xueyi walked past the second floor, she took a look at Yan Wenhong's room.
Her mind flashed back quickly to the image of her questioning Yan Wenhong in the hall.
"Something happened to our school…"
"A student was killed."
"…I'm afraid to scare you."
When the teenager said these words, his appearance was well-behaved, his tone was careful, and he had this calmness as if he accumulated for years.
It's just these were more on the negative side.
There was no fear, no anxiety, no anger, or anything… it's nothing.
Passing it as he was being mature made sense but it seemed to be inconsistent with his appearance.
Gu Xueyi pressed her suspicion from the bottom of her heart and went to wash and rest first.
The next day, Pei Zhikang was at the door again.
He knows that most of the Yan family were not at home at this time
"I'm here to ask Madam to go shopping at Feng Xing Silver House."
Pei Zhikang smiled and said, "Their store has recently come with some new goods."
The maid looked at him with astonishment, but still said politely, "Pei Shao wait a minute, madam will be down soon."
Pei Zhikang immediately smiled, "Okay, that's fine, it's okay if I wait a little longer."
As soon as Pei Zhikang's words fell, a sound of footsteps rang out.
Pei Zhikang immediately turned his head to meet her as he ready his most handsome smile.
"… you, Yan, Yan Wenhong?" Pei Zhikang froze.
Yan Wenhong nodded his head lightly, "Pei Shao."
The maid immediately said, "Young master, madam has asked the kitchen to prepare breakfast for you. Will you have some first?"
Yan Wenhong was stunned: "Okay."
Pei Zhikang looked complicated as he watched Yan Wenhong enter the dining hall.
For him, not it should be said that Yan Wenhong was a shadow for most of the second and third generations of the upper-class circle. Even though Pei Zhikang was older than him, he still heard people mention what kind of genius Yan Wenhong was, a genius second only to Yan Chao.
If it wasn't for the fact that he went to a boarding school and didn't see anyone all year round, he doesn't know how many people would have to bear the psychological burden.
Why is Pei Wenhong back?
"Pei Shao, what's the matter?"
Gu Xueyi gathered her knitted coat and walked down slowly from upstairs.
Pei Zhikang stopped thinking, turned to look, immediately raised his smile again, and said what he had just said to the maid to Gu Xueyi again.
Gu Xueyi raised her eyebrow and said, "do you have money?"
Pei Zhikang was going to say, 'my sister gave me a card, of course, there is money.'
But when the words reach his mouth, he swallowed them back.
He's an adult… and besides, if he said this doesn't it seems like he's just spending his sister's m?
Pei Zhikang smiled and said, "I have money."
Gu Xueyi nodded: "Okay, then you wait half an hour, I still have a few pages to read."
Pei Zhikang doesn't believe Gu Xueyi's excuse and feels that Gu Xueyi was deliberately trying to torture him.
But Pei Zhikang was still smiling as he replied, "Okay, half an hour is okay, even an hour is fine."
Then Pei Zhikang really waited for an hour.
His face turned green as he waited.
After Gu Xueyi came down from upstairs again, Pei Zhikang forced a smile: "can we go now?"
Yan Wenhong suddenly interrupted and asked, "where are you going?"
Pei Zhikang was a little impatient but still replied: "Young Master, I'm going out with madam to go shopping and buy things."
Yan Wenhong: "Then can I also go?"
With a soft smile plastered on his face, a pair of black and white eyes stared at Pei Zhikang, giving Pei Zhikang an unexplained coldness on the back of his neck.
"It's been a long time since I've been on the street." Yan Wenhong turned his head to Gu Xueyi and said.
"Let's go." Gu Xueyi nodded and agreed.
Yan Wenhong was about to take a step.
Gu Xueyi suddenly spoke out, "Get a jacket for the young master."
The maid froze and turned her head to look, only then did she realize that Yan Wenhong was still wearing a half-sleeved T-shirt.
Last month, there was certainly no problem with wearing something like this, but this month, the problem has changed greatly, so it's hard to say…
Yan Wenhong was stunned, and then said in a low voice: "thank you, sister-in-law."
The maid quickly gives him the jacket.
Yan Wenhong also put it on obediently.
Gu Xueyi stared at him and issued another soul-striking inquiry, "Did you drink the milk in the morning?"
Chapter 35 part1
As Yan Wenhong drank the milk, he pressed his lips tightly before swallowing it and opening his mouth. "Done."
Gu Xueyi handed him a piece of table napkin, "Wipe your mouth."
Yan Wenhong reached out his finger, paused for a moment, and then picked up the table napkin. He carefully wiped his mouth before throwing the ball of paper into the trash can.
"Go." Gu Xueyi said.
The group of people just got in the car and arrived directly at the mall.
The Fengxing Silver Tower mentioned by Pei Zhikang was right here.
In Pei Zhikang's expectation, he deliberately blurred the line between whether the bank card in his hand belonged to him or Pei Lixin as Gu Xueyi busied herself picking gold and silver jewelry in front of her, and he paid with this said bank card.
After repeatedly doing this, Gu Xueyi would naturally feel happy.
She would feel the sincerity of the Pei family and would look at him differently…
However, the reality was—
Gu Xueyi was unambiguous in her selection in front of him as he occasionally turned her head to talk to Yan Wenhong from time to time but was not looking at him at all.
"Wrap this one up." Gu Xueyi casually ordered a gold bracelet.
The lady at the counter had never seen anyone picking things like this before, seeing how she just glanced at them casually as she walked by?
Gu Xueyi turned her head and asked Yan Wenhong, "Apart from sending you home, did the school do anything else?"
"No."
"What grade are you in this year?"
"Senior year."
Gu Xueyi knew that the senior year of high school was the same as the year before the ancient imperial examinations, and it was very important.
At this time, the shop assistant had already packed the wrapped bracelet in a gift bag and brought it to Gu Xueyi.
Gu Xueyi handed it to Pei Zhikang without hesitation.
Pei Zhikang instinctively caught it.
Gu Xueyi turned back around and continued talking to Yan Wenhong, "What about your schoolwork? Do I need to hire another teacher for you?"
She does not know anything about him.
Yan Wenhong slightly smiled, "No need, I'll be fine."
Pei Zhikang held the bag and opened his mouth, but no one paid any attention to him.
Meanwhile, Gu Xueyi quickly picked another thing.
"I'll take this one too."
Yan Wenhong stood beside her, with a well-behaved face but cold eyes.
He watched it all coldly.
Was it because Yan Chao could not come back? Was that why she spent so much money without any scruples?
"Let me know in time if you need anything." Gu Xueyi suddenly turned around and said.
"N." Yan Wenhon's eyes suddenly became clear and innocent in an instant.
Gu Xueyi continued to stride forward.
Yan Wenhong, the youngest child of the Yan family has thought that were much deeper than those of Yan Wenjia and others.
Her senses were never wrong.
"Mrs. Yan, aren't you here to watch?" Pei Zhikang hurriedly followed up and asked.
"This is meaningless." Gu Xueyi said contemptuously.
"So, what do you find interesting?"
Gu Xueyi paused and glanced at the number of the store next to her, "This is number 112."
She paused and said, "Just name a number."
Pei Zhikang hesitantly said a number, "126."
Gu Xueyi hooked her lips and smiled, "Good, then we'll go to 326."
She turned to look at Yan Wenhong, "Name a number."
Yan Wenhong vaguely understood what she wanted to do, he gently opened his lips and said, "2."
Pei Zhikang was still a bit confused, but Gu Xueyi had already led Yan Wenhong forward first.
Pei Zhikang could only follow in a hurry.
They quickly arrived at store 126.
A Prada high-end store.
The shop assistant recognized Gu Xueyi at a glance, and knowing that she had recently become famous, she could no longer treat her as Mrs. Yan in the past.
The shop assistant immediately greeted her with a smile.
Gu Xueyi raised her hand and pointed, "One…"
That was the first row of bags and shoes with a wide interval between them, but this store was really big enough to have more than a dozen in a row placed horizontally…
Gu Xueyi's finger moved up a bit, "Two."
"Take all the ones in this row."
"…."
Pei Zhikang was stunned in place.
He did not expect Gu Xueyi to be so playful!
The shop assistant quickly wrapped it up for Gu Xueyi and those items that were out of stock were placed for an order and have them delivered to her later.
The shop assistant brought the POS machine in front of Gu Xueyi.
Gu Xueyi said, "Swipe your card."
Pei Zhikang froze before stepping forward.
From the bottom of his heart, he did not get angry instead, after the initial shock he even felt that Gu Xueyi and he were the same kind of people.
Does he not usually love to play like this when he is outside?
Pei Zhikang swiped his card.
It was when he finally got the list and glanced at the balance that his face changed a little subtly.
Gu Xueyi asked, "Still playing?"
Pei Zhikang felt a bit anxious inwardly making him look back but saw nothing.
He then broke into a smile, "Play, of course!"
He certainly was not reluctant to give up money like his sister Pei Lixin!
Yan Wenhong remained silent as he watched this scene unfold in front of him without saying a word.
Meanwhile, Gu Xueyi used this pattern and played a few more games.
When Pei Zhikang finally signed the bill, there were only 303 left in the balance.
Pei Zhikang was a bit unhappy at first, but then he suppressed it again.
Didn't this show that Gu Xueyi usually lived a pampered life?
The harder she was to please, the more he would take her.
This was much more interesting than those girls who just buy a black swan necklace or a small skirt and can catch them…
"Well, I'm tired." Gu Xueyi said.
"Are you tired?" Gu Xueyi asked Yan Wenhong.
Yan Wenhong said good-naturedly, "It's fine."
Gu Xueyi walked into a nearby dessert shop, the shop assistant looked at her and was a little worried that she recognized her wrongly as Mrs. Yan in the news.
However, after looking at the large and small bags behind her, all of which were printed with the logo of a luxury store was she sure.
Gu Xueyi looked up at the menu, "One red bean milk ice and one mango sheer ice."
"Right away…" the shop assistant responded, then lowering her voice, she asked. "Are you…Mrs. Yan?"
"N, it's me."
"Can … I get a picture?" The shop assistant asked excitedly.
Gu Xueyi was a bit surprised, "Okay."
After completing Gu Xueyi's order, the shop assistant walked out took a selfie with her, and even requested her to sign her name.
"Even though you're not a star, a lot of people on the internet love you! Do you know there's a recent variety show? It's called the Transformation Program. … You probably don't know, but this variety show is poorly made, the guests and hosts in it are unlikable. So, many people cut out your pictures and put them together hoping that the program team can invite you to join. Everyone thinks that your character will cush them…"
The shop assistant embarrassingly said. "I talk too much…anyway, many people like you a lot."
Gu Xueyi did not quite understand her but it did not stop her from nodding slightly and smiling. "Thank you."
Pei Zhikang's gaze flickered as he watched Gu Xueyi's movements. This was all evidence!
Gu Xueyi took the two desserts and asked Yan Wenhong, "Which one do you want to eat?"
Yan Wenhong concealed the complicated look in his eyes.
Gu Xueyi has changed a lot.
Even if he had only seen her once, he could still feel that she changed a lot, so much that she seemed to be a different person.
She became calm like water, making it impossible to see what she was thinking with just one look…
And now, she also eats desserts from roadside shops.
This sweet and greasy thing…
Yan Wenhong lowered his eyes and randomly selected a bowl.
It tastes quite sweet in his mouth… with a hint of fruity aroma, not saccharin flavor, but acceptable.
Pei Zhikang: "?"
Pei Zhikang: "Mrs. Yan, I …"
Gu Xueyi swiped Master Yao's secondary card this time.
"Master Pei wants to eat? Then Master Pei can buy it himself."
Pei Zhikang: "…"
Gu Xueyi was too difficult to deal with.
Gu Xueyi was ready to go back home but Pei Zhikang still followed her in the car until he sent them back to the Yan's mansion before he left.
In the middle of his farewell, he received a call from his friend.
"Master Pei, you seem to have been absent more and more recently…the department head checked several times asking for you. Professor Liu is not very happy either."
Pei Zhikang was indifferent and was even a little impatient as he lowered his face and said. "Okay, I understand. You don't need to notify me of such trivial matters in the future."
The Pei family has money.
As long as he could handle the affairs of Master Yao…no one would ever pursue Baoxin for trouble again…they might even get a share of the Yan family's inheritance…
As long as one has money, what could not be done in this world?
Not to mention university let alone diploma.
Pei Zhikang put away his phone, sullenly, and glanced at Gu Xueyi.
That includes women as well.
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