He didn’t want a blanket.

Watching the other person limp out of the garage, Chen Zhao returned with a sullen face and placed the blanket over his legs, “Boss, that’s the rabbit that ruined your reputation!”

“I know.”

“You know and yet… never mind.”

Since it was his own decision to let him go, Chen Zhao didn’t need to pursue it further, but he was still unwilling: “Why did you let him go?”

A pair of innocent, frightened black eyes appeared in his mind.

Pei Yanli unconsciously pinched her ring finger, a smile spreading across her lips: “Don’t you think it’s cute? The rabbit.”

Cute?

On the way back, Chen Zhao thought about it the whole time.

That rabbit mask with two buck teeth grinning foolishly, looked a bit creepy in the dark, where was the cuteness?

Next time when they go to the hospital for a check-up, he should also have the boss’s brain and eyes checked.

Chen Zhao’s efficiency was ridiculously high, and before reaching the Pei Family, he had already made an online appointment, and it was with a specialist.

Upon returning, he learned that Pei Hengzhi, who had arrived home before them, was called to the main building by the old master, and he thought that maybe the neurology appointment could be shared.

After all, the boss just thought the ugly rabbit was cute, but this guy actually spent 80 million on a gemstone that wasn’t even of top quality or carat.

And it wasn’t even for himself.

“Now everyone knows, our Pei Family’s young master spent a fortune! 80 million, just given away like that!!”

Inside the main building, before even getting close, the sound of furious scolding could be heard.

The old master of the Pei Family, holding a cane, thumped it on the ground, repeatedly saying “good.”

“Truly a good grandson raised by the Pei Family! Didn’t learn the good things from your second uncle, only learned the ways of those playboys!”

“It’s not like that, Grandpa, I…”

Pei Hengzhi looked to his father for help.

Pei Wenxian was clearly very angry with him, his face stern, not even looking at him.

With no support, and his mother not present, Pei Hengzhi had to lower his stance, bowing his head and mumbling, “I was wrong.”

“Is being wrong useful?” The old master scolded again.

The 80 million was secondary, the Pei Family could afford it, the key was the recipient.

“Don’t you know that the young master of the Song Family is about to get engaged to your second uncle? At such a critical time, you cause such a big issue, are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for your second uncle?”

Mentioning the second brother, Pei Wenxian seemed to have a switch triggered, finally breaking his silence: “Father, Xiao Heng definitely didn’t mean that.”

“He didn’t mean that?” The old master heavily tapped the phone on the table, snorting coldly: “Do you know what the media is reporting now? They’re saying that he, the Pei Family’s young master, is deeply in love, willing to spend millions on a gemstone to celebrate his childhood friend’s birthday!”

In this situation, how can they let A Li and the young master of the Song Family get engaged?

If they do, it would be called forcibly breaking up a marriage, and they’d be scolded.

“The master from Nanyan Temple said that only the younger one from the Song Family has the most compatible eight characters with A Li.” The old master held back and held back, but still couldn’t hold back, “Now you tell me, where can we find another one with compatible eight characters!”

Pei Wenxian was waiting for this sentence, “Father, you forgot, the young master of the Song Family is fake.”

The Song Family recently made a big fuss about finding their biological son, and now this one, was just mistakenly taken during an earthquake back then.

“The eight characters given to us by the Song Family must be the exact birth date and time from back then.” Pei Wenxian reasoned: “The one truly compatible with the second brother’s eight characters is the real young master.”

This statement was flawless.

Realizing this, the old master’s anger gradually subsided, squinting his eyes to test: “You mean…”

“To be honest, Father, Song Jingguo had already expressed,” the more Pei Wenxian spoke, the softer his voice became, “that they wanted to switch.”

“No need to switch.”

As soon as the words fell, a slightly younger voice interjected.

Accompanied by the creaking of a wheelchair, Pei Yanli entered from the doorway, repeating, “No switch.”

“What do you mean?” Just about to breathe a sigh of relief that Xiao Xue was out of trouble, Pei Hengzhi tensed up again, questioning: “Second uncle, do you have to get engaged to Xiao Xue?”

Pei Yanli glanced at him indifferently, then exchanged a distant look with his father, “Since Xiao Heng and the young master of the Song Family are in love, naturally, I don’t want to be the villain who breaks up a marriage.”

“So we have to switch.” Pei Wenxian spoke with full consideration for him: “The real young master’s eight characters are…”

“How can you be sure the other party is willing?” Pei Yanli pinched his knee hard, giving a self-deprecating smile: “No one would want to be with a cripple. Father, don’t waste your efforts, don’t ruin someone else’s life for me.”

So—

“Just call off the engagement!”

In the Song Family’s study, Song Moyan was stunned.

Song Jingguo put down the phone, his face already extremely grim, “The old master had plans to switch, but Pei Yanli himself closed off the path, not wanting anyone.”

“Dad, if the engagement is called off, then the projects we’re negotiating with the Pei Family will all…” Song Moyan clicked his tongue and raised an eyebrow: “Is this Pei Yanli’s brain also muddled from the car accident?”

Apart from their old master being deeply superstitious about the eight characters, who would really believe that a marriage could bring good fortune, it was just an excuse for cooperation.

“If the projects are terminated, our losses will be immeasurable.” Song Jingguo pondered for a moment, then firmly said: “This engagement, whether it’s set or not, must be set.”

Song Moyan asked: “How will it be set?”

“On Xiao Xue’s birthday party…”

The rest of the words, Luo Yunqing didn’t continue to eavesdrop.

Just hearing that Pei Yanli wanted to call off the engagement, he couldn’t listen to anything else.

…………

On the weekend, Luo Yunqing went to the hospital as usual to visit Xiao Yu.

The eight-year-old chubby kid in the next bed had long been discharged, replaced by someone else.

When Luo Yunqing arrived, Xiao Yu was showing his drawing book to the other person, and when the ward door opened, seeing it was him, he called out “Brother” loudly.

Every time he came, Luo Yunqing brought different things.

This time it was a big watermelon.

Everyone in the ward shared it, and there were still several pieces left.

“So sweet!” Xiao Yu ate until his face was covered with watermelon seeds, not forgetting to show off to the sister in the next bed, “My brother is really good at picking watermelons, just a knock and he knows which one is the sweetest, right brother, brother? Xiao Luo brother?”

Xiao Yu was almost done with his piece of watermelon, but Luo Yunqing’s hadn’t been touched much.

“Brother, what’s wrong? Did something unhappy happen?”

Luo Yunqing snapped back to reality, smiling and shaking his head, “No.”

“Really?”

“Of course.”

Luo Yunqing took a big bite of the watermelon, finished it, and then accompanied him to draw.

But he was clearly restless, every now and then walking to the window to look outside, and soon suggested: “It’s almost four o’clock, let’s go down and get some sun.”

“Okay.”

Around the same time, at the same place.

The cooling corridor was bustling with people.

Luo Yunqing cautiously wore a mask, scanning around from left to right, then from right to left.

“Brother, who are you looking for?”

“I…”

Right, how could it be so coincidental to meet every time?

Luo Yunqing withdrew his gaze, shaking his head: “No one, let’s read.”

The side pocket of the wheelchair held a few fairy tale books he brought.

The two of them sat in the corridor, reading together in the evening breeze as the sun set.

After reading less than half a book, Xiao Yu looked up, gazing at him eagerly: “Brother, I’m thirsty.”

Luo Yunqing searched his pockets.

“…Forgot the water bottle. I’ll go get it, you stay here and don’t, don’t run around.”

He quickly walked out of the corridor.

Heading towards the archway connecting the outpatient and inpatient departments, turning the corner, a wheelchair suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

Luo Yunqing stopped in his tracks, covering his masked face, instinctively looking for a place to hide.

“Why did you schedule an ophthalmology appointment for a check-up?”

A familiar voice came.

Chen Zhao laughed without much emotion, scratching his cheek, “Isn’t it because you’ve been staring at your phone a lot lately, afraid you’ll get nearsighted?”

Pei Yanli didn’t speak, just kept looking at him.

Chen Zhao couldn’t continue, quickly changing the subject: “If you really call off the engagement, won’t the cooperation with the Song Family fall through?”

“If their chip technology is solid and can withstand quality inspection, the project will continue regardless of the marriage. Besides, in this day and age, who still thinks they can develop cooperation through marriage… Why are you looking at me like that?”

Is there something on his face?

Pei Yanli touched his face.

Chen Zhao glanced away, then looked back after a while, “There’s no one else here, just tell the truth.”

The evening breeze picked up.

Pei Yanli lowered his hand, pulling up the blanket that had slipped down his legs, sighing, “How many more good years do I have left?”

“Boss, what are you saying!”

“Why are you getting anxious first?” Pei Yanli chuckled softly, looking up at the lone crow flying across the sky, a sense of melancholy in his voice: “Father now places all his hopes on this marriage bringing good fortune, I won’t say it’s absolute, but if one day I don’t make it, what will he do?”

“He…”

“From the way my brother spoke that day, the Song Family probably had the idea of having him marry in his place when they brought him back. If, I’m saying if, it really comes to that, Father would never tolerate someone who supposedly brought bad luck to his son, and the Song Family, who already has little affection for him, wouldn’t tolerate him either.”

Chen Zhao fell silent.

Indeed, the boss’s concerns were not unfounded.

But now, “If you call off the engagement, he won’t be much better off.”

“At least it won’t be worse than marrying and becoming a widow.”

Without starting, there won’t be a future known to have no outcome.

Pei Yanli continued: “As long as the hype about the real and fake young master hasn’t died down, the Song Family still needs to put on a show for outsiders, he still has other options, better than being with me.”

The sound of wheels gradually faded away.

Behind the bushes, a corner of a shirt slipped by.

Xiao Yu finished a book, waiting until only a few strands of sunset remained in the sky, finally seeing the person who brought the water bottle, first noticing his ears were red.

“Brother, why are you crying again…”

Above the mask, his eyes were filled with fury.

“Pei, Yan, Li! Don’t you dare call off the engagement!!”

This time, even if I die, I’ll die by your side.

Luo Yunqing gritted his teeth, took off his mask, and gulped down water from the small bottle.

For several days after, the Song Family was under an unusually low pressure.

Until the day of the birthday party.

The banner that originally had two names was changed back to one.

Song Xuechen was overjoyed.

Before the party started, she brought the “Mermaid’s Tear” to show off in front of Luo Yunqing, smiling brightly: “The people at the party are all strangers to you, adding your name would be inappropriate, Xiao Qing won’t be upset, right?”

Then she brought up Lin Wenting: “Mom also said, we’ll have another party for you in a few days.”

Coincidentally, Luo Yunqing was in a terrible mood recently.

Seeing no one around, he leaned in close to her ear, using his height advantage: “What I can’t have, you can’t have either.”

“What do you mean!”

“Take your time guessing.”

Luo Yunqing tilted his head, raising an eyebrow.

He picked up the coat on the sofa and left the third floor.

At this time, many people had arrived in the banquet hall, most of whom he didn’t know.

In his previous life, when he met Pei Yanli, he had already been driven out of the Pei Family by Pei Hengzhi and Song Xuechen, and no longer had the opportunity to attend high society parties.

The only familiar face was the second young lady of the Tang Family, Tang Yajun, who had just arrived.

She stood out in the crowd, wearing a wisteria cheongsam, her long hair half tied with a silver hairpin, elegant and refined, far from the lifeless look she had when they met in the previous life, always with a faint smile on her lips.

Rebirth is wonderful.

Everything is still possible.

“Xiao Qing.” As soon as he came downstairs, Song Jingguo called him over, warmly introducing him to the people around: “This is your Uncle Liu, Uncle Cui… these are all friends of Dad’s business.”

Then he turned to the others: “This is the son I just found, Yunqing.”

“Yunqing, what a nice name, and he looks just as good as Mrs. Song did when she was young.” A man with a potbelly and squinty eyes came over, patting his shoulder.

With each pat, Luo Yunqing’s heart sank a little more.

He knew this person.

The boss of Liu’s Building Materials, Liu Yaoqing, five years older than Song Jingguo, and in the previous life… the boss who almost kept him.

So they knew each other.

Hahaha!

Hahahahaha!!!

They knew… they actually knew!

“What is Mr. Liu saying, so happy?”

Before Liu Yaoqing could pinch Luo Yunqing’s face with a smile, a head of pink hair came over and bumped him away.

Teng Zaiye raised his hand to flick his hair, grinning with a standard eight-tooth smile.

Liu Yaoqing was knocked off balance, about to get angry, but when he turned and saw it was him, his anger dissipated, and he smiled ingratiatingly: “Oh, it’s Young Master Teng, how’s the old master doing lately?”

“Pretty good. Recently got into fishing, bought an island just for it, and got a bunch of people to fish with him, Mr. Liu, why don’t you go keep the old man company?” Teng Zaiye replied nonchalantly, not really listening to what he said next, rubbing his chin as he leaned in front of Luo Yunqing, “Haven’t I seen you somewhere before?”

The moment he appeared, Luo Yunqing felt uneasy.

Hearing this, his hair stood on end.

He shook his head repeatedly: “No, no.”

Teng Zaiye smirked, a playful smile: “So sure?”

The Teng Family is a pillar in the world of antiques, with countless auction houses under its name.

If he could establish a connection with him… Song Jingguo joined the conversation: “Does Young Master Teng know my son?”

“Yeah.”

Luo Yunqing: !!!

“Oh? You know each other?” Song Jingguo frowned slightly, “Where did you meet?”

Yunqing was in the welfare institute before, how could he know the young master of the Teng Family?

“Mr. Song, you’re really forgetful.” Teng Zaiye hooked an arm around Luo Yunqing’s neck, pulling him closer, “We didn’t know each other before, but now we do.”

Song Jingguo: “…”

“Hahaha.” Teng Zaiye seemed oblivious to his twitching mouth, directly pulling him away, “Come on, come on, what’s there to talk about with a bunch of old men.”

Waving his hand, he pulled him out of the banquet hall, releasing him afterward.

Luo Yunqing straightened his collar, silently turning to block half of his face.

“Why are you blocking now!”

“You dog, how dare you talk to my brother like that!”