Nan Pei Loves Him So Much He Doesn’t Care About His Life

At this moment, Nan Pei’s appearance could only be described as “horrifying” in the eyes of the Nan family. Not to mention the ridiculously flashy shoes he was holding, just the nouveau riche style of his outfit, mixing various luxury brands, and the big gold chain around his neck, was enough to be considered a fashion disaster.

The Nan family was, after all, a traditional wealthy family. Although Nan Pei was a love-struck fool, his usual attire was very tasteful, thanks to Li Ya’s personal influence.

The Nan couple had never seen Nan Pei dressed like this, and they were so shocked that their pupils seemed to quake, and their eyes were about to pop out.

Holding the shoes, Nan Pei felt awkward, not knowing whether to hold them or put them down.

He asked the system in frustration, “Why didn’t you warn me?!”

“I didn’t notice either,” the system said helplessly, “They were hiding around the corner just now and suddenly popped out, probably wanting to surprise you. Host, you must find a way to maintain your character…”

Nan Pei knew the seriousness of the situation, and his brain was working at full speed.

The atmosphere was awkward.

Nan Chengshuo and Li Ya both had expressions of wanting to speak but hesitating, wanting to say something but feeling that anything they said would be wrong.

Just a minute ago, they were praising Nan Pei in front of Song Jingchen for being devoted, never going to bars or clubs, a breath of fresh air among the playboys.

Now, Nan Pei was practically slapping them in the face.

The two of them tacitly looked at Song Jingchen, and sure enough, Song Jingchen’s expression had subtly changed.

At this moment, he felt a bit annoyed.

This annoyance partly came from the fact that Nan Pei had disappeared for several days, not only failing to apologize for pretending to be sick but also having the mood to go to a club; the other part came from the fact that Nan Pei, who always expressed deep feelings in front of him, and whose parents praised him for being devoted, actually went to a club to find a male college student…

This gave Song Jingchen a strong sense of being deceived and aggrieved.

Song Jingchen’s gaze fell on the lipstick mark on Nan Pei’s collar. Before Nan Chengshuo and Li Ya could speak to ease the atmosphere, he stepped forward first.

After looking for a few seconds, he said with a blank expression, “So the supposedly pure Young Master Nan also indulges in debauchery at high-end clubs?”

“I didn’t.” Nan Pei instinctively retorted.

Song Jingchen sneered, “Am I deaf? I clearly heard you say you went to a club.”

“I went for business,” Nan Pei carefully chose his words, seriously explaining, “I’ve been busy with investments lately, and some of the bosses I deal with like to go to clubs. I had no choice.”

Song Jingchen frowned, “You dressed like this for business, afraid the deal might actually go through?”

“No, I just…” Nan Pei paused, quickly coming up with a reason, “I just wanted to make myself look more mature, so I wouldn’t be underestimated at the negotiation table.”

Saying this, Nan Pei even showcased the big gold chain around his neck, “All those bosses have one, I had to dress like this to fit in with them.”

Hearing this, Song Jingchen wanted to ask what kind of ridiculous project Nan Pei was investing in but held back.

Meanwhile, Nan Chengshuo and Li Ya had only one thought in their minds—our son is definitely being scammed out of money.

Then, with the last bit of patience, Song Jingchen asked, “So you also hired a male college student to drink with?”

Nan Pei internally complained, he had only whispered a few words, how did Song Jingchen hear everything?

“…It’s the entertainment industry,” Nan Pei awkwardly laughed twice, “You always need a handsome guy to hold the scene.”

Hearing the words “handsome guy,” Song Jingchen’s eyebrows imperceptibly furrowed for a second.

Nan Pei looked at Song Jingchen, his eyes filled with innocence, “Jingchen Gege, I only like you, I wouldn’t do anything to betray you, this time you really misunderstood.”

Li Ya and Nan Chengshuo also took the opportunity to speak up for their son.

Song Jingchen pressed his lips together, and after a while, he finally said:

“Whether you go to clubs or not, what does it have to do with me?”

His voice was cold, his attitude stiff.

Nan Chengshuo quickly came out to mediate, saying to Song Jingchen, “Peipei is a good kid, he definitely wouldn’t do anything bad…”

In order to facilitate his son’s romance, he was really putting in a lot of effort.

Fortunately, Song Jingchen still gave Nan Chengshuo some face and didn’t say anything more.

“Go change your clothes,” Li Ya quietly scolded Nan Pei, “Look at you, what do you look like.”

Nan Pei felt like he was granted amnesty and ran upstairs to change his clothes. When he came back down, a delicate dinner was already set on the table.

After changing out of the eye-catching clothes, Nan Pei returned to his usual appearance from the overbearing CEO novel, and after sitting down, he sweetly called out, “Jingchen Gege, sorry to keep you waiting.”

Perhaps it was because the previous outfit was too shocking, but now Song Jingchen found Nan Pei much more pleasing to the eye.

…It must be an illusion.

After the dinner started, Song Jingchen didn’t say much, and Nan Pei took the initiative to be attentive, which was no different from usual.

Nan Pei felt quite frustrated. Even though it wasn’t plot time, he was still working overtime to maintain his character.

In fact, the Nan family parents prepared this meal mainly to get Song Jingchen to express his stance.

If he was willing to accept Nan Pei, then they could be together, fulfilling one of Nan Pei’s wishes.

If he wasn’t willing to accept, then they wanted Nan Pei to completely give up and stop being a humble doormat.

They didn’t want to see the scene of Nan Pei pretending to be sick to gain attention again.

As expected, Song Jingchen became a bit impatient after being urged by Nan Chengshuo and Li Ya, putting down his chopsticks and saying politely but distantly, “Uncle, Aunt, I’m very grateful for the Nan family’s help, but I don’t want to date Nan Pei.”

The two of them looked at Nan Pei and indeed saw disappointment on their son’s face.

“If you don’t want to date,” Nan Chengshuo said, “then don’t give Peipei hope.”

Li Ya also said with a cold face, “You two don’t need to interact anymore…”

But Nan Pei interrupted them, decisively saying, “Dad, Mom, I like Jingchen Gege, not because I want to be with him, I just want him to be happy.”

Of course, Nan Pei couldn’t cut off contact with Song Jingchen; he had to wait for the main character shou to appear and for the plot to get back on track.

“Peipei, are you serious?” Nan Chengshuo frowned, “Song Jingchen has already expressed his stance, and you still plan to pursue him?”

Song Jingchen slightly turned his head, looking at Nan Pei’s expression.

“Don’t force Jingchen Gege,” Nan Pei slightly lowered his eyes, displaying a humble posture to the fullest, “I don’t want him to feel troubled.”

Li Ya asked, “Even if he never likes you, you’ll still do this?”

“Yes.” Nan Pei nodded without hesitation, “I’ll always give to Jingchen Gege until the main character… uh, until the person he likes appears. By then, I’ll also feel happy.”

By then, he would leave with the ten billion bonus, of course, he’d be happy.

Thinking of this, Nan Pei was overjoyed.

Under the light, the boy’s expression carried a bit of grievance, but also a bit of joy for giving for love, with a slight upward curve at the corners of his lips.

Song Jingchen saw the smile on Nan Pei’s lips, a smile he had never seen before.

In the past, although Nan Pei had said that no matter how Song Jingchen treated him, he would feel happy, he had never truly been happy.

But now, the fleeting smile on Nan Pei’s lips revealed his selfless love for Song Jingchen—as long as Song Jingchen was happy, he could find joy.

Even if Song Jingchen disliked Nan Pei, at this moment, his expression softened a bit, and he couldn’t help but stare at Nan Pei for a while before looking away.

Hearing Nan Pei say this, his parents knew that their son’s days of being a doormat were far from over.

Since that was the case, they could only continue to help their son pursue Song Jingchen.

Nan Chengshuo and Li Ya exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with helplessness.

After dinner, the Nan family parents had the driver take Song Jingchen home and let Nan Pei accompany him, reasoning that they didn’t want Song Jingchen to be bored in the car alone.

Only then did Song Jingchen realize that the reason they had his driver leave early was for this purpose.

After getting in the car, Nan Pei sat shyly beside Song Jingchen, even secretly scooting a few centimeters closer to him.

Nan Pei thought Song Jingchen would avoid him, but he didn’t.

Startled, he quickly scooted back a bit.

He didn’t want any physical contact with Song Jingchen!

Song Jingchen interpreted Nan Pei’s small movements as playing hard to get.

Shortly after the car started, Song Jingchen suddenly asked, “Did you deliberately let me see that you went to the club?”

Nan Pei was taken aback, not understanding why he said that, and confusedly said, “Huh?”

“Don’t play dumb.” Song Jingchen looked ahead, crossing his legs, his long legs appearing cramped in the small space of the car, “I can tell the lipstick on your collar was drawn by hand.”

A hint of surprise flashed in Nan Pei’s eyes.

“So,” Song Jingchen turned to look at Nan Pei, curling his lips into a cold smile, “you deliberately used that outfit to let me discover you went to the club, to make me jealous, right?”

Nan Pei: “?”

“And your earlier attempts to cover it up were clearly to put on a full act.” Song Jingchen continued, his voice filled with mockery, “Nan Pei, you really went to great lengths. Too bad, I don’t care at all.”

Nan Pei: “…”

What kind of logic is this?

Is everyone in the overbearing CEO world a love-struck fool??

“Listen, Nan Pei, doing these playing-hard-to-get things won’t move me.” Song Jingchen continued, his tone filled with a sense of superiority, “Saying you’ll leave when I meet someone I like… will you really?”

Nan Pei really wanted to say, I wouldn’t stay a second longer.

But he held back.

Seeing Nan Pei’s hesitant expression, Song Jingchen thought he was flustered after being seen through, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes.

“Jingchen Gege,” Nan Pei said sincerely, “as long as you meet someone you like, I’ll definitely leave.”

He said it seriously, leaving Song Jingchen stunned.

Song Jingchen knew Nan Pei was pretending to be generous, but for some reason, he felt a bit annoyed by this statement.

“…You better be.” Song Jingchen said coldly.

For the next while, neither of them spoke, and in the somewhat cold atmosphere, the car arrived at the upscale neighborhood where Song Jingchen lived.

Nan Pei accompanied Song Jingchen downstairs, smiling as he said, “Jingchen Gege, I’ll walk you to the building.”

In the plot, every time Nan Pei accompanied Song Jingchen home, he would personally walk him to the building.

Song Jingchen, feeling a bit annoyed, strode towards the neighborhood entrance.

Nan Pei followed for a few steps, struggling to keep up, thinking of slacking off and leaving when Song Jingchen wasn’t paying attention.

At this moment.

From the corner behind them, a sports car suddenly rushed out.

Nan Pei’s eyes widened instantly, reacting quickly. The next second, he rushed forward, shouting “Watch out,” and hugged Song Jingchen’s waist from the side, pushing him aside.

The sports car whizzed past them.

Song Jingchen was also startled by the sudden situation, and in the chaos, they lost their balance.

“Bang—”

Song Jingchen fell to the ground, and Nan Pei fell into his arms.

Both of them were panting, still shaken.

Nan Pei felt it was really not easy for him, not only having to play the doormat but also worrying about the male lead’s safety—if he died, the plot would collapse instantly, and he wouldn’t be able to resurrect.

The system was amazed by Nan Pei’s dedication, praising, “Host, you’re amazing!”

“…You’re too kind.”

Seeing that Song Jingchen was okay, Nan Pei breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he realized he was still holding Song Jingchen’s waist and wanted to get up immediately.

However, the next second, he met Song Jingchen’s long, clean eyes.

Song Jingchen’s appearance was mature and handsome, his hair always slicked back, yet exuding a clean and refreshing aura. It had to be said, his looks were among the best in the CEO world.

A high nose bridge, fair skin, sculpted features, and a clean, sharp jawline.

Under the streetlamp, looking closely, you could see the blue stubble on his chin.

At this moment, Song Jingchen’s expression was clearly stunned.

When Nan Pei rushed over just now, his astonishing speed and strength startled Song Jingchen.

He even began to doubt if the person in front of him was really Nan Pei.

In the dim, ambiguous light, with Nan Pei backlit, Song Jingchen couldn’t see his face clearly.

He couldn’t help but look closely.

From the soft, black bangs, to the long, thick eyelashes, to the straight and delicate nose bridge, and the well-shaped thin lips, his gaze gradually slid down to his Adam’s apple…

At this moment, Nan Pei broke free from Song Jingchen’s embrace.

He waved his hand in front of him, “Jingchen Gege, are you okay?”

Song Jingchen quickly snapped back to reality.

He realized his heart was racing.

It must have been because the car scared him just now.

“Be careful when walking next time,” Nan Pei squatted in front of him, saying with concern, “Don’t make me worry.” After all, if you die, I won’t get the bonus.

Song Jingchen sat up, looking at Nan Pei’s face, and after a while, turned his head to look elsewhere.

He didn’t coldly reject Nan Pei’s concern as he usually did.

He swallowed, and after a moment, his gaze returned to Nan Pei’s face.

“…Mm.”

Song Jingchen made a vague and brief response from his throat, then slowly stood up, supporting himself on the ground with both hands.

Nan Pei didn’t think much of it. After confirming Song Jingchen was okay, he left a “Jingchen Gege, I’m leaving now,” waved goodbye with a smile, and returned to his car.

Song Jingchen took a few steps towards the neighborhood but couldn’t help looking in the direction the car drove away.

Although he didn’t like Nan Pei, he was sure that even if he met someone he liked in the future, Nan Pei would never leave him.

The words Nan Pei said in the car were just self-deception.

After all, Nan Pei loved him so much that he didn’t care about his own life. How could he bear to give him up?

Author’s Note:

Nan Pei: I should’ve let the car hit you (not really).