CH 50

Bo Yueming’s biological clock was still as accurate as ever. When he awoke, the headache that had been silent the whole night unleashed its strength and instantly penetrated all over his body.

He frowned and tried to turn around, but a familiar weight on his arm startled him. His reasoning that was delayed by the pain finally returned, and he lowered his eyes—

Pei Yi was sleeping in his arms. Perhaps because he had slept so warmly, there was still a trace of a flush on his cheeks.

Bo Yueming’s movements had likely disturbed his sweet dreams, and Pei Yi casually grabbed the material of his clothes over his chest and mumbled, “Don’t, don’t move. I haven’t slept enough yet.”

“…….”

Bo Yueming immediately became “well-behaved’ and stopped moving. He stared at the sleeping face of the kitten in his arms and silently recalled everything that had happened before going to bed—

Last night, his sudden return home shocked everyone in the Bo family at the dinner table.

Aside from Bo Jiao, who gave him a genuine welcome, the eyes of the others were all full of repulsion and defiance. Even so, their verbal greetings were still very proper.

Since childhood, Bo Yueming had been accustomed to such hypocritical scenes.

In the past, Bo Yueming would have left the venue after greeting them, but that night, he deliberately “didn’t see” the true emotions in their eyes and instead “found” a seat and sat down calmly.

After a few simple and superficial remarks, Bo Yueming directly stated that he wanted to return to group headquarters to continue working for Old Mr. Bo. Not only that, but he brought up Old Mrs. Bo as an excuse.

After all, the Wencheng Sports Center project and the investment expansion along the coast was one of Old Mrs. Bo’s most valued projects before she fell ill.

Of course, Bo Yueming brought up Old Mrs. Bo in order to see the other peoples’ reactions, and as he expected—

Old Mr. Bo seemed to be in pain, as if he had been stepped on. Then he slapped the table and exploded, “After your grandma had an accident, you took her away without telling us, and now you still want to use her to suppress me?”

“Bo Yueming, think about your birth and identity. If I don’t recognize you as a grandson, what qualifications do you have to influence my decision here?”

The moment these words came from Old Mr. Bo’s mouth, Bo Yueming thoroughly saw through the other’s selfish, narrow-minded, and biased nature—

In fact, Old Mr. Bo didn’t care whether his wife would get up again, and didn’t value their so-called grandparent and grandson relationship. All he valued from beginning to end was his own face and surname!

Marrying into the Bo family back then was the best choice he could make with his interests and pretenses, and maybe there was some real affection for Old Mrs. Bo.

But later, the love between husband and wife gradually faded away, and all that remained was pretense and superb acting skills.

He hated being called “Old Mr. Bo” by others. His wife was a head above him, and he felt that he had been swallowing down this humiliation for decades!

During the period where his wife, Bo Peizhi, had an “accident,” the mask Cheng Yangshan had worn for many years finally grew weaker each day, and he began to reveal the chauvinism in his  bones that had not disappeared for a day.

Pedantic, ignorant, and stupid!

The reason Cheng Yangshan showed such extreme resistance and disgust toward Bo Yueming was because Bo Peizhi valued this grandson so much!

He didn’t dare let Bo Yueming return to group headquarters, for fear that the other party would firmly control everything about the Bo family on behalf of Bo Peizhi in her hospital bed!

Of course, Cheng Yangshan’s deepest fear was that—

Bo Peizhi’s condition would improve, and she would wake up one day to suppress him again!

“……..”

After realizing this absurd and ridiculous fact, Bo Yueming left the main house with a cold expression, and after returning to his villa, his long-suppressed emotions finally reached the breaking point.

The strong alcohol entered his throat, and the overflowing hatred became more and more intense.

For a moment, Bo Yueming felt that under the influence of the alcohol, he would become unhinged and extreme, and even rush out of the house to do things that would harm others and himself.

But at that time, Pei Yi returned.

Bo Yueming was not like Pei Yi, who would become completely fragmented and lose his memory after drinking. On the contrary, he would clearly remember everything before and after drinking—

He remembered Pei Yi holding his wrist and earnestly saying that he believed in everything he did.

He remembered Pei Yi rubbing his head, trying to calm his pain and anxiety.

He also remembered that when he “childishly” clung to Pei Yi while drunk, the other party grumbled and complained, but didn’t run away and leave him.

Due to his blindness, Bo Yueming really couldn’t “remember” the scene when he first met Pei Yi, but he could confirm—

The Pei Yi who rushed toward him that afternoon, playing the fool, had unknowingly become his only outlet in his inner world. He intercepted his gloom, regulated his pain, and let him release his feelings, while giving him the steady companionship he once longed for.

“Pei Yi.”

Bo Yueming lightly brushed the scattered hair on Pei Yi’s forehead with his fingertips, and thought that he should choose a time to confess to the other party.

The fingertips touching his forehead likely tickled.

The sleeping Pei Yi let out a “hmmn” and raised his eyelids, as if he was about to wake up.

A gleam passed through Bo Yueming’s eyes, and he closed them again, pretending to be asleep.

“…….”

Not long after, Pei Yi awoke in a daze.

His instinctive clinging was faster than his rational thinking. He rubbed his cheek against Bo Yueming’s chest twice, and opened his eyes in reaction when he realized that the fabric against his face wasn’t right.

Pei Yi felt the strength of the arm around his waist, and raised his head slightly to see Bo Yueming’s sleeping face clearly.

En.

He drank so much last night that he shouldn’t wake up early, right?

Pei Yi confirmed this idea to himself, and was not in a hurry to escape this time.

The hand in front of him unconsciously shifted direction, from Bo Yueming’s eyebrows to the tip of his nose, then to outline his lips and touch his sexy Adams’ apple.

The sleeping Bo Yueming remained motionless, letting him mess around.

“…….”

Pei Yi seemed to think of something, and rubbed his fingers back and forth on Bo Yueming’s Adam’s apple four or five times. As expected, the swell of his Adam’s apple instantly turned hot and red.

Pei Yi was as surprised as if he had discovered a new continent, and said in amazement, “It can’t be true, can it?”

He remembered the company’s female staff discussing it during a team-building dinner. They said that a man with a red Adam’s apple was usually pure and abstinent, but when he finally indulged his desires, he was also very capable!

At the beginning, Pei Yi noted this matter down out of curiosity, and when he went back at night, he vigorously rubbed his Adam’s apple a few times in front of the mirror.

Afterwards, he dismissed it as “fake.”

Pei Yi’s thoughts were distracted by the past for a moment, and he forgot to stop moving his fingers, playing them in circles around that Adam’s apple.

Unable to bear it, Bo Yueming failed in his efforts to pretend to be asleep, and firmly grasped the mischievous hand. “It’s early, don’t touch randomly.”

“…….”

Pei Yi shivered in shock. “E-Er Ge?”

Bo Yueming’s head still throbbed with pain. He wasn’t in a hurry to open his eyes, and his voice was uncommonly hoarse and lazy. “Why did you come to sleep with me again?”

He asked while knowing the answer, deliberately fishing for a kitten.

Pei Yi recalled what happened the night before and took it amiss, withdrawing from his arms. “You, drunk.”

A certain somebody threw a childish tantrum when he was drunk and kept clinging to him, so what could he do, ah?

Seeing Pei Yi withdraw from the embrace, Bo Yueming didn’t deliberately try to keep him, but reached up to rub his aching temples. “There also seems to be a person who can pour one glass and end up much more drunk than me.”

“…….”

He was angry, but couldn’t refute it.

Pei Yi, who was in a jam, got up numbly and ran away with sleep-mussed hair.

“Meow-wu~”

As soon as the door opened, Inspector’s chubby figure quickly entered.

Facing Pei Yi and Bo Yueming, who were standing and lying down, it immediately began to meow in accusation, as if very dissatisfied that it was left alone in the living room last night.

Pei Yi quickly picked up his beloved pet and tossed the pot over hard, “Right, he’s bad!”

Inspector stared, wide-eyed, and thought for two seconds. Then it took Pei Yi’s arm in its little paws and responded unknowingly, “Meow!”

Bo Yueming opened his eyes and watched the back of a person and his cat leaving, and smiled helplessly. He suddenly felt that the headache wasn’t so severe anymore.

. . . . . .

After coming home last night, Pei Yi had yet to step into his small room.

Now, as he entered the room and looked at the familiar layout, he suddenly felt an unexpected sense of long-lost belonging. Taking a deep breath, he picked up a change of clothes and went to the bathroom.

He washed in comforting warm water.

Taking advantage of his early wakefulness, Pei Yi focused on recalling the plot of the original text—

The story of “The Misplaced Love of a Rich Family” began with Old Mr. Bo’s banquet, where the protagonists Yan Cen, Pei Huan, the supporting role Li Yuan, and the “villain” Bo Yueming met.

After that, from the perspective of Pei Huan, it went through his initial efforts in his career, to the various exchanges and interactions when re-encountering Yan Cen, and then to his acquaintance and words of defense for the important supporting role Bo Yueming.

All in all, the steps of the plot crazily favored the protagonist.

Pei Yi had actually passed the “three months passed in the blink of an eye” portion of the book. It would be Pei Huan and Li Yuan’s birthdays in half a month, and the most important scene in the original book was on that day!

On the day of the birthday, both Pei and Li coincidentally chose the same restaurant to celebrate. Compared to Pei Huan, who had many relatives and friends celebrating his birthday, Li Yuan only had his mother, An Yang, by his side.

Ever since her husband passed away from a sudden illness, An Yang experienced some mental problems, with ups and downs.

At the dining table, Li Yuan apologetically confessed the bankruptcy and closure of the Dawn company. Unexpectedly, An Yang lost control of her emotions upon hearing about this, shouting and crying.

This coincidentally attracted the attention of Pei Huan and others.

Then there was a series of twists and turns before the mystery of the two’s origins could be solved.

However, since he transmigrated, Pei Yi had witnessed a series of changes.

First of all, Yan Cen and Bo Yueming probably didn’t have much affection for Pei Huan, and Li Yuan also hadn’t experienced bankruptcy or the closure of his company. Perhaps the next part of the plot would change accordingly?

Pei Yi didn’t want to speculate about the main plot that hadn’t happened yet. What he cared more about was—

In the original text, Bo Yueming’s eye condition showed signs of improvement after the “mystery of origins” was revealed, and he recovered completely within half a month.

Judging from this timeline, there was only a month left at most.

During this month, Pei Yi could complete the structure of at least two more mini-games, prepare a new house for after he “escaped,” and even reveal his “recovered” status with Qin Yishun, Shu Wan, and others so that they could help hide his whereabouts in the future.

A month was short, but it was enough time.

Pei Yi turned off the water, his heart filled with a nameless and inexplicable complex emotion—

In the beginning, he had chosen to enter the Bo family according to the plot of the original book, in order to make money and better grasp the progress of the plot; In the follow-up, he was insistent on leaving the Bo family in order to completely rid himself of the fate of the cannon fodder in the original text.

Everything was now moving in the direction he wanted, so why couldn’t he look forward to it?

There was a knock on the door.

Uncle Kai’s voice was muffled by the two doors. “Little Sir, are you inside? Are you all right?”

Pei Yi tossed away these messy thoughts and quickly got ready before walking out.

Uncle Kai was waiting anxiously at the door, and only reacted when the wet-haired Pei Yi opened the door. “Aiyo, Little Sir, you scared me. You didn’t make a sound after I called for a long time.”

“So you went to take a shower, ah.”

Pei Yi rubbed the wrinkles on his fingertips indiscriminately. “En.”

Just now, he was in such a daze thinking about things, and the water was so comfortable, so he didn’t pay much attention to the time.

Uncle Kai hinted gently, “Shall we dry our hair before breakfast? Second Young Master has already gone up to group headquarters.”

Although the atmosphere in the main house was a little tense the night before, work had to be completed in a strictly business-like manner.

Bo Yueming had returned to the Imperial Capital with news of a successful bidding project. He and Lin Zhong needed to go to headquarters and report in front of the shareholders.

Pei Yi understood these important matters, and nodded obediently to Uncle Kai.

. . . . . .

Bo Group Headquarters.

Bo Lihui strode into the office with a trace of anger on his usually poised face.

Shortly after, Bo Guancheng entered as well. He locked the door of the office and shut the glass windows that automatically closed on both sides, saying in a low voice, “Dad, don’t worry.”

“Don’t worry? Why don’t you tell me why I shouldn’t worry!” Bo Lihui retorted in a suppressed voice, pointing in the direction of the executive conference room. Didn’t you see how satisfied that group of shareholders are with Bo Yueming? Almost everyone agreed that he should return to the position of General Manager!”

Bo Guancheng said nothing, but was also inwardly dissatisfied.

“If you want my opinion, your grandfather is an old fool! How could such a large profit project in Wencheng be entrusted to him without giving prior notice to this father and son? Now look what has happened—” Bo Lihui smacked the table furiously. “How long did we plan to drag him off his horse, and now he’s been given a chance to come back!”

At today’s meeting of Bo Group’s senior shareholders, Bo Yueming gave a summary report of the Wencheng project. As a result, some shareholders expressed their desire to return him to the position of “General Manager.” The reason was simple—

Facts speak louder than words.

Although the Second Young Master had an accident that made his eyes inconvenient, he still had the ability to do a good job on projects and make money for the group. As long as he was willing to return, there was no reason to stop him.

Bo Lihui thought of the silent torment he had suffered in the meeting, and felt aggrieved. “And look at the second branch’s attitude! Ever since that damn girl Bo Jiao returned, hasn’t she made trouble for our main branch openly and in secret?”

At the meeting just now, the shareholders had only just mentioned it, and Bo Jiao immediately jumped out to agree. Then Bo Yueming took advantage of this to step up—

No matter how politely Old Mr. Bo and Bo Lihui tried to stop them, in the end, there were more for it than opposed, and the minority had to obey the majority!

The agreed-upon project report suddenly became a shareholder election for positions!

“I’m just astounded! Those shareholders are usually stuffy and mute! Why did one sing more happily than the other today! It seemed like it was already negotiated!”

“…….”

Bo Guancheng pushed up his glasses, his eyes darkening, “Of course it had to be negotiated.”

“Dad, don’t forget, isn’t that senior shareholder who jumped out at the beginning to make the proposal the most loyal defender of Grandma when she was in office?”

Bo Lihui carefully recalled it, frowning even more. “Guancheng, it’s impossible to go on like this, ah! As soon as Bo Yueming returns to the position of General Manager, the advantages we accumulated in the early stages will be gone!”

“We don’t know your Grandma’s physical condition for the moment, but your Grandpa……” Bo Lihui looked at the closed office door and lowered his voice, “As for why he supports the main branch so much, you also know the reason.”

Old Mr. Bo hated his status as a “husband-in-law,” and deep down, he was even more dissatisfied that his sons and grandsons were all named “Bo!”

After Old Mrs. Bo fell, the father and son secretly communicated—

As long as Old Mr. Bo was partial to the main branch and helped the main branch control Bo Group, then when Old Mrs. Bo passed away, the main branch father and son would change their surnames to the old man’s!

At that time, “Bo Group” would be changed to “Cheng Group!”

Nobody understood the son better than the father, and vice versa.

Bo Lihui understood his father clearly. “Guancheng, this surname is what your grandfather wants. If he thinks the second branch is more capable, he might not help us!”

After all, Bo Yueming’s ability was clear to everyone, and his project performance when he was in the group should not be underestimated!

What’s more, now there was Bo Jiao on the second branch’s side. In just two and a half months, the ability shown by the other party showed that she was not an amateur!

If Old Mrs. Bo passed away in the hospital bed, that was easy to deal with, but what if the other party actually recovered one day?

Bo Guancheng removed his glasses and went back to his desk. “Dad, I understand what you’re saying.”

Bo Lihui took a deep breath. “Understand? You understand and you’re not worried?”

Picking up the glasses cleaning spray, Bo Guancheng sprayed a mist over the lenses. “The position of General Manager cannot be divided into two. It should be mine, and no one can take it back!”

Bo Guancheng picked up a cloth and wiped the lenses with great force. “If Bo Yueming wants to come back again, it won’t be that easy.”

“……..”

But the shareholders had already voted, and it was a certainty that Bo Yueming would return to the group. What did he mean by saying it wouldn’t be that easy?

Bo Lihui suddenly remembered the man-made car accident from the beginning, and his heart tightened. “Guancheng, what do you mean by that? Some things can’t be messed with again!”

Bo Guancheng knew what Bo Lihui was worried about, and scoffed. “That foreign bastard got lucky. Since I failed the first time, I will not risk a second time.”

Since Bo Yueming went blind and got married, he really hadn’t planned anything.

He had originally thought that Bo Yueming would simply settle down, never expecting that he would seize this small opportunity.

Bo Guancheng put his glasses on again, but the malice in the depths of his eyes was unable to be concealed. “Isn’t there going to be a celebration in his name this Saturday for the Wencheng project? I’ll prepare a big surprise for him.”

Everyone, just wait to watch a good show.

. . . . . .

Ding, ding, ding.

The messages in the work group were incessant.

Since Xiang Nansheng and Lou Yang took their places as Technical Director and Art Director, Li Yuan had recruited many new employees one after another, and even Pei Yi’s side became a team of six.

“The Last Fog 1.0” was a relatively simple card game, and the construction and preparations were in full swing.

Because of Pei Yi, the general gatekeeper who knew the key points of the game, and Xiang Nansheng and Lou Yang, who were equally capable, the current push was going smoothly.

If there were no accidents, they planned to launch the first wave of internal testing on New Year’s Day, and finish up within two months.

Pei Yi marked the content of the character plot that needed modification, and sent it back to the work group. “The marked copy must be re-edited and sent back to me before the end of the work day, with no delay.”

The planning team at once cried and howled, “Teacher Will, it’s only two hours until we get off work!”

“I took a look at the segment that needs editing, and I’m already scratching my head. [Wailing and crying.jpg]”

“+1”

Seeing the staff members’ accusations, Pei Yi chuckled. “If you have enough time to cry, you can modify two more NPC dialogues. This little work, you can get done in time.”

“I’ll order dessert and afternoon tea for you right away, but the work progress cannot be delayed. Finish early and rest early, and there will be absolutely no extra overtime tomorrow and Sunday.”

Although they hadn’t been in contact with Pei Yi online for very long, the entire planning team was familiar with Pei Yi’s character—

He was absolutely strict during work hours, would never hand them extra burdens when they were off work, and there would be free desserts now and then. Compared with the art team and technical team next door, theirs was a celestial being of a director!

Seeing the “thank you” superimposed in the group, Pei Yi quickly took out his phone and ordered some desserts as a reward.

Lying in its cat’s nest, Inspector seemed to have gotten enough sleep, and got out to stretch its body slowly. Then it walked to the door and signaled to Pei Yi, “Meow-wu~”

Pei Yi put down his phone and got up to move his stiff shoulders and waist. “Let’s go downstairs and ask Uncle Kai for dessert.”

“Meow!”

The person and cat were familiar with the path to the ground floor.

Inspector had just reached the ground floor when it slipped out the side door with lightning speed. Pei Yi let out an “ai,” and had no time to catch the playful kitten.

Uncle Kai stood in the living room, looking at Pei Yi with a smile. “Little Sir came down? The strawberry pie will be done in no time, just wait a little longer.”

Pei Yi looked back, and was instantly drawn to Bo Yueming’s banquet attire. He couldn’t help but quickly approach. “Er-ge.”

Bo Yueming wore a champagne-colored three-piece suit, and upon closer inspection, there was a slight shimmer to the fabric.

It should be known that this sort of suit was very different from conventional ones, and could be very finicky. Even the male stars in the entertainment industry who walked the red carpet were rarely able to pull off the look. After all, it was easy to appear vulgar if one wasn’t careful.

But this suit naturally seemed to have been made for Bo Yueming, complementing his proudness and nobility.

When looking closely, there was also a sense of cold and detached aggressiveness.

Pei Yi was admiring Bo Yueming’s appearance when he suddenly heard him say, “I’m leaving for the banquet now, you stay at home obediently.”

This celebration banquet was attended by the shareholders and employees of the group, so there was no other special meaning. 

Bo Yueming wanted to take advantage of this banquet to test and win over the shareholders’ minds, an important step for him to return to the Bo Group!

Of course, he had invited Pei Yi in advance, but the other party was unwilling to go out.

“En,” Pei Yi responded in a low voice.

He would be busy writing the structure of a new game earlier, and confirming the revised content of the copywriting team, so he was unwilling to waste time on a boring celebration banquet.

Besides, he knew that Bo Yueming’s trip today was to win over people’s hearts. If he brought along his “foolish” marriage partner, it would be easy to create a negative impression on the shareholders. It wasn’t worth it.

Lin Zhong entered the room and called, “Mr. Bo, the car is ready. It’s almost time to go.”

Bo Yueming nodded, then looked at Pei Yi again. “Pei Yi.”

“En?”

Pei felt that the color of Bo Yueming’s eyes under his glasses was slightly different today, but couldn’t see clearly at the moment.

Bo Yueming drew in an indistinct breath, as if he had come to some sort of decision, and said, “Wait for me to come back tonight. I have something to talk to you about, do you hear me?”