CH 39

STS Risk Advisory.

Qin Yishun, who always had a poker face, took a bunch of snacks and desserts from the staff rest area and walked back to his office quickly with a smile on his face.

An assistant who had just finished handling external work saw this unusual scene, and her eyes widened with astonishment.

She slowly moved to the side of secretary Ai Ling. “Sister Ai Ling, I came back late, which person is Mr. Qin receiving, ah? Why do I feel that he is entirely different from before?”

Ai Ling took a long sip of her coffee and whispered, “Boss Qin’s little brother is inside, and he brought a big man with him.”

“Little brother?”

“It’s the little boy that was brought up by Boss Qin some time ago.” Ai Ling shook her head and teased, “Unexpected, right? Our Boss Qin looks so serious, but he’s still a little brother-con in private.”

He even had to choose the snacks and desserts for his little brother in person, so cute~

Inside the general manager’s office.

Pei Yi sat beside his older brother, staring intently at the snowball cake in his hands.

Seeing this little greedy cat, Qin Yishun revealed a faint smile and tore open the outer package before handing it over. “Eat slowly, don’t choke.”

Pei Yi took it with both hands, nodding perfunctorily.

Bo Yueming, who was sitting alone across from him, watching this scene covertly and was suddenly not satisfied with the sitting arrangement. He knew he shouldn’t have brought the kitten here.

How could he be coaxed away willingly with sweets?

“Second Young Master Bo.”

Only after settling his brother in did Qin Yishun restrain himself and deal with business as usual. “Would you like to elaborate on your needs here?”

Bo Yueming’s eyes dropped quickly under the cover of his glasses, and missed the other party’s gaze.

He knew that Qin Yishun was a veteran, so he must have strong observation skills. If he wanted to pretend to be blind and act with the kitten, he had to hide his “ability to see” from this cousin.

“I need at least six professional security personnel, including one who knows medicine, to be responsible for the security of my grandmother’s convalescent villa. Cost is not a problem.”

When he was in Mingxi Manor just now, Pei Yi had deliberately approached him, and Bo Yueming took his hint to heart.

For this sort of thing, no one was more responsible than Qin Yishun.

STS was one of the best risk consulting agencies in China, and because of Pei Yi, the two of them were more or less related “in name.”

In terms of arranging manpower, Qin Yishun would definitely not be negligent.

Old Mrs. Bo was not fully conscious yet, and Aunt Song was just an ordinary caretaker. The security measures in Mingxi Manor seemed to be good, but after all, they were not under Bo Yueming’s control.

In case his suspicions came true, and someone with malicious intentions took the opportunity to bribe the security or medical staff……Bo Yueming must put an end to this possibility!

“During the time I’m not in the Imperial Capital, no one is allowed to enter the convalescent villa without my permission. Once someone breaks in maliciously, the necessary enforcement measures can be taken, and I must be notified at once.”

Qin Yishun nodded upon hearing Bo Yueming’s request. “No problem. If Mr. Bo is in a hurry, I’ll send someone to arrange the contract and deployment of personnel, and we can sign it before the end of the day.”

Bo Yueming desired just this sort of efficiency. “All right.”

The two confirmed their intention to cooperate in just a handful of sentences. Pei Yi, who had finished eating a snack, couldn’t help but sigh—

The efficiency among intelligent people was really quite speedy.

Qin Yishun left with a business-like attitude. As soon as the door closed, Pei Yi heard the other person ask, “Pei Yi, what are you eating?”

“Snack.”

Naturally, Pei Yi would not report such specific words as “snowball cake.”

Bo Yueming spoke again, “You bring me some too, I’m a little hungry.”

“Ah?”

Pei Yi made a sound of incomprehension, looking up at assistant Lin Zhong to the side.

Bo Yueming didn’t like sweet things very much.

And he usually called his assistant for help, so why was it his turn to be called?

Lin Zhong met Pei Yi’s gaze and feigned ignorance, taking out cell phone that hadn’t vibrated at all. “Boss, there’s a call coming in. Should I go out and answer it first?”

“En.”

Bo Yueming was very satisfied with his assistant’s tact and discreteness.

Once the frosted glass door had opened and closed, only Bo Yueming and Pei Yi were left in the office.

Bo Yueming suddenly rubbed his left hand, which had been rebandaged after the dressing was changed, and gave a pained frown. “I didn’t eat much at noon today.”

“……..”

Pei Yi came to an abrupt realization.

Bo Yueming’s scalded right hand was still not fully healed, and the individual blisters looked even more festering after they burst. His eyes were also inconvenient, so his daily eating speed was even slower.

Today, before he could finish lunch, Old Mr. Bo had called him over.

At this point in time, he should be hungry.

Thinking of this, Pei Yi picked up two salted meat buns and got up, walking around the table to hand them to Bo Yueming. “Er-ge, here.”

Bo Yueming took them and said casually, “Sit.”

Pei Yi looked at the long sofa that could sit two people and didn’t think much of it at all. On the contrary, he feared that it would be inconvenient for Bo Yueming, so he personally tore open the outer bag of the small bread for him, then handed it over again.

Bo Yueming deliberately didn’t catch it with his hand, and lowered his head to look for the food, somewhat confused.

“………”

Pei Yi only paused for a second or two before feeding the bun to his mouth. “Here, ah—”

Bo Yueming bit down in response, and there was a bit of joy in his eyes.

. . . . . .

Ten minutes later.

When Qin Yishun returned to the office, he found Pei Yi sitting next to Bo Yueming, and the corners of his originally relaxed mouth tightened unconsciously—

How long had he been out?

How did Bo Yueming deceive this person to his side? This man really knew some tricks.

“Brother!”

Pei Yi was unaware of his brother’s inner fluctuations, so he called out with a smile.

At the same time, Secretary Ai Ling walked in with a tablet.

“Boss Qin, the electronic version of the exclusive contract has been released. Mr. Bo must confirm its content again. If there is no problem with the final confirmation, we can prepare the paper version for signing at any time.”

In front of employees, he still had to maintain his professional status, and Qin Yishun could only suppress the little concerns in his heart. “Okay.”

Lin Zhong then approached and said, “Thank you, leave it to me.”

Ever since Bo Yueming’s eyesight became inconvenient, he needed the content of such texts read out to him. 

Lin Zhong sat back behind Bo Yueming and accurately read the contents in a low voice. After two or three small revisions, the two parties successfully completed the cooperation signing.

“The specific team members will be in place on time before eight o’clock tomorrow,” Qin Yishun explained. “Rest assured, Second Young Master Bo, everything will be to the highest standards, and I will be checking in regularly.”

Bo Yueming replied, “Since that is the case, then I will trouble Boss Qin.”

Qin Yishun sent Ai Ling and the other staff out with a look.

After closing the door, he asked another question from a personal perspective, “Mr. Bo, you are leaving for Wencheng tomorrow, so what is Xiao Yi going to do?”

Pei Yi, who was quietly thinking about the plot of a game, heard his name and raised his head slowly. “…..Huh?”

Qin Yishun looked at his little brother’s confused little eyes, anxious. “Since Xiao Yi lives in Bo Manor, I have privately inquired about the relationships between everyone in the Bo family.”

They were extremely complicated and messy.

“When Xiao Yi was by your side, at least you could still protect him, but what about the next few months? Can you rest assured with him living amongst a pack of wolves, tigers, and leopards?”

“……..”

Pei Yi fully returned to his senses at last.

In the eyes of outsiders, Bo Yueming was going on a business trip to Wencheng for work. If not for the special circumstances, as a “family member” or “marriage partner,” there would be absolutely no need for him to follow the other party on his trip.

When Bo Yueming heard Qin Yishun’s question, his jaw tensed for a moment.

Speaking of selfishness, Bo Yueming of course wanted Pei Yi to be by his side, because only in this way could the relationship between the two grow closer. But a person could not just think about himself, he had to respect Pei Yi’s personal wishes.

Bo Yueming’s eyes shifted slightly, and he spoke the truth, “How about letting Pei Yi decide for himself? I’m uncertain of the work situation in Wencheng for the time being, so I’m not going to hastily decide to take him.”

Qin Yishun cut to the chase, “I don’t agree with Pei Yi staying at Bo Manor without anyone looking after him.”

In his opinion, his little brother was a little white rabbit, a little sheep, pure, kind, and harmless. How could he stand against the calculating eyes of the Bo family?

At this thought, Qin Yishun asked more actively, “Xiao Yi, do you want to stay with Brother for a while? Or move back to live with Auntie? If I have free time, I’ll go there to accompany you.”

Perhaps as time went on, his little brother would stop thinking about Bo Yueming, and live with his relatives willingly.

“……..”

Hearing the statements of the two, Pei Yi felt an unprecedented entanglement in his heart.

To tell the truth that no outsider knew, he suddenly realized that he subconsciously wanted to leave the Imperial Capital together with Bo Yueming and go to Wencheng.

Pei Yi turned his head and thought carefully of his original purpose of coming to Bo Manor —

One reason was that it was difficult to take his “own” identity documents that were in the hands of the Pei family, the second was to have a relatively “home-like” creative environment, and the third was to take care of the relatives of the original owner.

Pei Yi was the most typical type of game producer. He liked a relatively fixed creative environment and didn’t like running around.

But he didn’t know since when—

He could actually tacitly stay by Bo Yueming’s side with peace of mind? No matter where it was that they were going.

Qin Yishun looked at Pei Yi’s unusually knit brows, and expressed concern, “Xiao Yi? What’s wrong?”

Pei Yi shook his head slightly, and his gaze unconsciously turned towards Bo Yueming.

The reason the other party blackened in the original text was because he suffered so much humiliation and bullying while he was blind. 

Bo Yueming still couldn’t see now, so it was hard for him to do things.

If he met another shameless person like Bo Guancheng in Wencheng, plotting against and bullying him openly and in secret, what would he do?

Perhaps because Pei Yi’s gaze was fixed for so long, Bo Yueming thought that the other party wanted to stay.

He inconspicuously pressed the blisters under the gauze, trying to use the pain to cover up the loss in his heart. “Pei Yi, stay if you want to, ba.”

Pei hummed softly. “I want……to go with Er-ge.”

No matter how rational his planning was, he still failed to divert his real feelings. He wanted to block or fight back against those malicious intentions on Bo Yueming’s behalf as much as he could.

He wanted to protect him in his blindness, if only for a while.

Even though he would leave the Bo family in the future, Pei Yi didn’t want the other party to fall to the same tragic end as in the original text.

Having made up his mind, Pei Yi repeated, “Go with Er-ge.”

Bo Yueming’s heart stabilized at once, and a trace of warmth appeared on his lips. “Okay, you stay with me.”

“……..”

When Qin Yishun heard Pei Yi’s choice, he thought for a moment, “it really is so.”

Perhaps because he was prepared, he no longer felt the loss he had felt the first time, and just spoke from the perspective of family, “Second Young Master, since Xiao Yi is willing to follow you, please take good care of him no matter what.”

“As for Old Mrs. Bo and my auntie, I will do my best to take care of them. You and Xiao Yi don’t need to worry too much.”

Pei Yi was moved by Qin Yishun’s answer.

He ran back to the other’s side and picked up the untouched dessert to offer as a bribe, “Brother! Here!”

Only this time, Bo Yueming didn’t feel sour enough to stop him. “Thank you, Mr. Qin.”

Qin Yishun took the food handed to him by his little brother, and when he looked at the opposite side, he took out his brother-in-law attitude again, “I’m doing this for Xiao Yi, and I hope that Second Young Master will keep my entrustment in mind.”

“Naturally.”

. . . . . .

When Bo Yueming returned home, Pei Yi was no longer with him.

Uncle Kai, who had stayed at home to pack luggage, found this strange and asked, “Second Young Master, where is Little Sir?”

Lin Zhong nearby understood the situation, and explained, “Little Sir will go with Second Young Master to Wencheng tomorrow, and he is with Mr. Qin tonight to accompany Ms. Shu for dinner.”

They were leaving tomorrow, after all, and it was only natural to have dinner with the family tonight.

Uncle Kai was taken aback. “Little Sir is going with you?”

“En, if he wants to follow, I’ll let him follow, ba.” Bo Yueming relaxed with a smile, saying, “Uncle Kai, help Pei Yi pack his luggage later.”

“All right.”

The group booked a flight for 3:30 p.m. the next day.

When they arrived at the hotel in Wencheng, it was already past eight o’clock.

The person in charge of receiving them was named Song Yuanyuan, and he was the deputy member of the project team that the Bo family sent to Wencheng four months ago. Because Feng Zheng, the core leader, set down the burden halfway, he could only take over temporarily.

“Mr. Bo, according to the number of people in our entourage reported by Assistant Lin, I have reserved the highest-standard general suite for you here, with a double master bedroom and two second bedrooms. The three rooms are relatively spread out, so you will not disturb each other at night.”

Double master bedroom?

Didn’t this situation sound a little familiar?

Pei Yi thought about it and grabbed the shoulder strap of his backpack casually. “Ah.”

“……..”

Song Yuanyuan didn’t expect Pei Yi to be the first to respond, and was a little confused for a moment.

“Mr., Mr. Bo, is there something wrong with this arrangement?”

Wasn’t the reservation made after speaking with Lin Zhong?

A housekeeper in charge of daily life, an assistant in charge of work, and Mr. Bo’s partner. Wasn’t this arrangement correct?

Song Yuanyuan inwardly confirmed this and quickly added, “Oh, I’ve already asked the agency about Mr. Bo’s short-term housing in Wencheng, and I’ll try to arrange it within three days.”

“En, since you’ve already made the reservation, let’s just do this first.”

Bo Yueming nodded slightly . “It’s late today, and I’m tired from the plane. Regarding the bidding project, you will report the detailed progress to me tomorrow morning.”

Song Yuanyuan replied, “Okay.”

Bo Yueming put the matter to rest. “All right, let’s go up and look at the rooms.”

. . . . . . 

Three minutes later.

Pei Yi gazed at the overly luxurious master bedroom and sighed silently—

Because he feared that the cat would be stressed from the flight, before leaving this time, Pei Yi had specially handed Inspector over to Qin Yishun to take care of.

He didn’t have the cute and lovely Inspector to accompany him to sleep tonight, and was lying on a completely unfamiliar bed and bedding. No matter how big the bed was or how far away Bo Yueming was, he reckoned that he was destined to suffer from insomnia.

Sitting on the back sofa, Bo Yueming looked at Pei Yi’s “cute” head and motioned, “Uncle Kai, take out Pei Yi’s things.”

Uncle Kai responded, “Okay, Second Young Master.”

Hearing his name, Pei Yi quickly turned to check on the situation—

Uncle Kai found the corresponding large suitcase and took out a stack of thick compressed bags from it, which contained the bedding set he used back at the villa.

Uncle Kai took the bedding from the compression bag and shook it twice. “Little Sir.”

Pei Yi quickly ran to take the quilt. He buried his head to sniff it, and breathed in the scent he was familiar with. 

He opened his eyes in surprise and disbelief—

What the hell? 

When was this brought here?

Why didn’t he know anything about it!

Seeing Pei Yi’s childish reaction, Uncle Kai couldn’t restrain his smile. 

He paid no mind to how much Pei Yi could understand, telling him in detail, “Last night, Second Young Master specifically instructed me as soon as he came home. He was afraid that Little Sir would not sleep well when he got here, and asked me to pack it up and bring it with us today.”

Bo Yueming didn’t like to travel back and forth with a lot of luggage. In the past, when he was on short business trips, he bought everything that he could buy locally.

This time, he didn’t bring much luggage, and the bedding only took up a big suitcase.

When Pei Yi heard Uncle Kai’s explanation, the warmth in his heart bloomed into flowers.

Because of the small habits created by his childhood environment growing up, plus the usual daily work that was mentally exhausting, Pei Yi was somewhat picky about “recognizing” the bed he was sleeping in, although it sounded a bit childish.

At the time he had just transmigrated, Pei Yi had to toss and turn almost every night until three or four o’clock in the morning before he could fall asleep. As far as he was concerned, it was rare to sleep peacefully like he had when they went to the recuperation resort last time.

After finally getting used to the bed at Bo Manor, then suddenly agreeing to change where he stayed, he was secretly worried about his quality of sleep these few days.

Unexpectedly, Bo Yueming took this into consideration?

Was he really taking care of him like he was a fool? 

Pei Yi considered this silently, his heart still filled with soft joy. “Er-ge, good!”

On the sofa, Bo Yueming pretended to be calm and took a sip of water. “Okay, put the quilt aside first and hurry to take a shower.”

“Little Sir, here is your change of clothes.” Uncle Kai handed them over.

Pei Yi nodded in response. He turned around and rushed back to the master bedroom, completely forgetting the fact that he would be ‘sharing a bed’ with Bo Yueming.

. . . . . .

At 10:30 in the evening, Bo Yueming walked out of the bathroom after washing up.

“Pei Yi? Are you asleep?”

Even though he knew the layout of the master bedroom well, he pretended to be cautious, as if he was not familiar with the room.

Pei Yi was playing with the mobile phone in his hands. After hearing this question, he quickly pretended to yawn a little, and asked in a dazed tone, “Er-ge?”

“…….”

Bo Yueming was overwhelmed by the kitten’s superb acting skills, and endured for a few seconds before failing. “Come and help me.”

Pei Yi had guessed that Bo Yueming would ask him for help, and showed a look of “so it’s true,” before hiding under his mask of cuteness in an instant.

Before long, the two of them occupied the two sides of the big bed and lay down.

Bo Yueming questioned, “Is the light still on? Turn it off before going to sleep.”

It was not time for Pei Yi to go to sleep, but he was afraid of affecting Bo Yueming, so he honestly put down the phone and turned off the lights.

The room was plunged into darkness.

Pei Yi knew that Bo Yueming would get up early tomorrow to deal with business, so he didn’t dare to disturb him. He just forced himself to close his eyes and fall asleep.

Time passed quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of light, overlapping breathing stabilized.

Bo Yueming opened his eyes in the dark and cautiously turned sideways, staring at the person before him in the faint light—

Pei Yi had himself wrapped up in the quilt, only revealing a small part of his sleeping face, giving people the illusion of a well-behaved sleeping posture.

“…….”

Ever since falling asleep with Pei Yi in his arms the last two times, Bo Yueming had unexpectedly fallen in love with that feeling, so before booking the hotel last night, he specifically explained to Lin Zhong that they only needed a master bedroom and two extra bedrooms.

Lin Zhong was clever. He knew that his secrets could easily be revealed here, so he deliberately reported this to Song Yuanyuan, his liaison in these parts. 

Of course, Bo Yueming would not force him to do anything for his own selfish desires.

He was waiting for Pei Yi to be “dishonest” and take the initiative to stick to him.

Even if his waiting was in vain, it was good to watch the kitten sleep like this.

Just as he thought this, Pei Yi changed his sleeping position in his sleep—

He moved to the middle of the bed, and after finding Bo Yueming, he seemed to have found a large pillow and stuck to it defenselessly with his hands and feet.

Most of the quilt wrapped around his body fell away.

Sure enough. Having waited for the kitten to throw himself into his arms, Bo Yueming smiled silently and gently rubbed the neck of the person in his arms to lull him to sleep.

It wasn’t until Pei Yi was completely asleep that he relaxed entirely. He lowered his head and rubbed his lightly scented hair, warm lips brushing a soft and delicate ear.

“Good night, Kitten.”

. . . . . .

The next morning, Bo Yueming was the first to wake up.

Song Yuanyuan, who was in charge of reporting his work, arrived on time together with assistant Lin Zhong. The three sat in the living room, preparing to carry out the preliminary alignment of the project.

Before giving the official report, Song Yuanyuan first mentioned  housing matters. “Mr. Bo, the agency has found a suitable house. It is a well-decorated empty villa with a total of four bedrooms, one master and three others, with full amenities.”

This project would take at least two months, and staying in a hotel for a long time was not as comfortable as living in a “house.”

Song Yuanyuan continued, “If you don’t want to live in a hotel, we can always find an intermediary to sign a housing contract.”

Bo Yueming took a sip of his coffee. “En, Lin Zhong will help take a look at it later, and we’ll sign it if there is no problem. But there is no need to hurry and move for now, we’ll talk about it in a week.”

Song Yuanyuan was taken aback, not quite understanding.

Why continue to live in a hotel when a suitable house had been found?

Before he could figure out what the issue was, the door of the master bedroom opened.

Pei Yi came out drowsily. Even after washing up, the sleepiness had not completely left his face.

Lin Zhong greeted, “Hey, Little Sir is up?”

Pei Yi looked around and instinctively walked toward Bo Yueming on the sofa with a bit of dependence that even he didn’t realize. “Er-ge.”

The just-woken up voice was soft.

Bo Yueming asked Lin Zhong to get up and pour a glass of water, and said, “Did you sleep well last night? If you didn’t sleep well, I’ll change the type of hotel suite and let you sleep alone.”

Bo Yueming paused and showed no trace of his actual thoughts. “It’s hard to find a house here in Wencheng, we may have to live here for a few more days.”

“…….”

Hard to find a house?

Want to change the type of hotel suite?

The drowsiness and awakeness in Pei Yi’s head were still at odds, and after listening to such a long paragraph, he felt it was troublesome and shook his head. “Sleep well, no change.”

Bo Yueming got the answer he wanted, and a glimmer of light flickered in his eyes. “En.”

“……..”

Lin Zhong on the side was not surprised.

Song Yuanyuan, who was meeting them for the first time, was fully taken aback and almost couldn’t hold back his expression. 

No? Mr. Bo!

This all went around in a big circle, are you doing it to trick your family’s own Little Sir?