Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Yun Cunxuan was tactful enough not to take another ride with Pei Yinnian. Instead, he got on a rickshaw and said that he was going to the newly opened building to talk to some Miss Cuicui, and he did not forget to give a teasing look to his good friend.

Pei Yinnian pretended not to see it. He had been unruly for a long time.

in the car.

Jinchen was still wondering if "have dinner" was some Peking codeword, but since he was originally from Shanghai, he had no memory of the local customs, so he gave up.

But I figured out something else.

I originally thought that my wife was in a high position and liked the pure and innocent type, but I didn't expect that the miscalculation would turn out to be a mistake.

Then be a pretentious little goblin!

【You are indeed.】 Ling Gungun whispered.

Jinchen glanced sideways, looking at Pei Yinnian without any concealment, his eyes and eyebrows looked dazzling even in the dim car window.

"How old are you this year?" Pei Yinnian asked suddenly.

Jinchen smiled and replied, "It's my 19th birthday, not a small one."

He had a handsome face and didn't look young, but he was younger than Pei Yinnian had expected. He was thought to be at least 20 years old.

Pei Yinnian's age is no secret. He has been in charge of the Pei family at the age of 23, and it has been three years now.

Pei Yinnian hummed, twirling the Buddhist beads with his slender fingers, and asked, "How long have you been learning opera?"

"Half a month." Jinchen said, and suddenly added, "I learned it when I was a child."

Pei Yinnian raised his eyebrows, not really surprised, but finally turned to look at him.

Jinchen smiled at him again and took the initiative to tell him his background before joining the opera troupe. Pei Yinnian would investigate it anyway.

It was also a story of someone coming from Shanghai to look for relatives. In such a situation, it was normal for someone to die. Jinchen still sighed and said, "So the boss picked me up..."

"Fortunately, I met Mr. Pei."

Jinchen hugged Pei Yinnian's arm, as if snuggling with him.

"Why should I praise you?"

Pei Yinnian asked the third question.

Jinchen heard some metaphors in the words, and after a moment she did not hide the bright ambition in her eyes. The indescribable coldness in her beautiful look overflowed in an instant, which could not be ignored.

"Because I don't want to be outshined. I've heard that you are the most powerful person in Peking."

Pei Yinnian's hesitation faded a little, and he nodded in appreciation, "That's honest."

He asked no more questions, as if he had already figured out what the man was thinking from the three questions.

Jinchen didn't try to find another topic and just sat quietly beside him.

Pei Yinian leaned against the window with his eyes downcast, feeling even more lazy and tired.

But after a while, Jinchen moved again and got closer to Pei Yinnian.

"Mr. Pei, I also have a question for you."

"explain."

Pei Yinnian opened his eyes lazily and looked at him.

"You said you wanted to praise me, and Master Yun also asked me to go home with you for dinner. Does that mean you want me to stay overnight... to sleep?"

When Jinchen looked at him, her extremely long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her bewitching and aggressive aggression could be seen in a casual manner.

Pei Yinnian suddenly looked away and calmed himself down, "No."

The next second, Jin Chen's eyes were filled with grievance, "You despise me."

Pei Yinian remained silent.

How did the topic come here?

He suddenly felt that he had brought back trouble.

"No," Pei Yinnian responded with rare patience, his eyes like a clear spring without any hidden meaning, "You are still young, don't think about these things."

Jin Chen curled his lips as if he had realized something, his eyes full of affection and light, "Then when I'm older, I can stay by your side, right?"

Pei Yinnian: “…”

Is the comprehension ability of a teenager of this age so unique?

He pushed away Jinchen's head in annoyance and said, "If you ask again, get off the car."

"I won't talk anymore." Jinchen made a gesture to keep quiet.

Because there were still some things that had not been resolved in the past few days, the Buick did not return to Pei's house. Instead, it stopped in front of a small Western-style building, and the housekeeper was waiting at the door early.

"Sir." The housekeeper came forward and was surprised to see Jinchen following behind Pei Yinnian. "Who is this..."

"The star of Weiyang Court." Pei Yinnian just said.

"My name is Jinchen."

The housekeeper glanced at Pei Yinnian again, smiled and said to Jinchen: "Hello, please come this way."

The housekeeper was very familiar with the situation and could tell something at a glance, but this was the first time he really understood the master's personality.

Everything in the small Western-style building is exquisite and grand. The crystal lampshades are brightly colored, a phonograph with a trumpet pattern is placed on the table, and under the stained glass windows are incomprehensible Western paintings.

The various gadgets that came from the West were things that ordinary people in Peking had never seen before. Although they were all antiques in Jinchen's eyes, he still showed a little surprise at the right time.

Pei Yinnian sat on the pearwood sofa in the living room with his arm folded on the side. Seeing Jinchen following closely and sitting down beside him, he inexplicably found it funny.

"Are you getting less courageous after coming here?"

Jinchen curled his lips and said, "I'm not very courageous."

Pei Yinnian did not expose him and ordered the housekeeper to ask the kitchen to serve the food.

Jinchen had to perform on stage in the morning. When he woke up, the troupe owner ordered him not to eat anything in order to keep a good figure. He was already hungry.

After lunch, the butler brought a telegram to Pei Yinnian, "Sir, the young master will return to Peking in five days. This is his letter to tell you the good news."

"Announcement?"

Pei Yinnian shifted his eyes away from Jinchen, who was walking up and down in the corridor to digest his food, and took the telegram and copied the letter.

Gradually, his expression became gloomy.

How could it be such a coincidence that Pei Yiqing had only been in Shanghai for less than half a month after returning from studying abroad when he happened to meet his close friend who was also in Peking, and they had such a "mental connection" that no one else could achieve.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

"Check out the person Yi Qing mentioned."

"Yes, sir." After reading the letter, the butler nodded and left.

Jin Chen, who was eavesdropping, slowed down his pace. He couldn't stop Pei Yiqing and Xiao Bofeng from meeting. Pei Yiqing had already made a promise at this time. If he wanted to interrupt the original plot, he could only make plans after Pei Yiqing returned to Pei's house.

There are only two solutions.

First, he would create trouble and let Pei Yiqing know in advance what kind of person Xiao Bofeng is.

If Pei Yiqing really couldn't figure things out and couldn't persuade him, then he couldn't be allowed to live until the accident and get the bill that was so vital to Pei Yinnian.

If Pei Yiqing was not a younger brother worth training for Pei Yinnian, it would be more cost-effective to assassinate him.

Jinchen was thinking secretly, when his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of Pei Yinnian approaching. He collected his thoughts, hummed a tune and continued to pace to digest his food.

"What are you doing?" Pei Yinnian asked.

Jinchen turned around and stopped, pretending to be resentful.

"It's to help me digest my food. The boss said I'm too tall and need to be thinner to look good in the costume."

Of course, it was impossible to listen.

What will I do when I can’t hold my wife anymore?

Pei Yinnian glanced at his figure and found that he was indeed very tall, with a narrow waist and long legs. Everything about him was just right and he didn't need to be any thinner.

"I will tell your class owner that there is no need to lose weight anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Yinnian's hand was suddenly held by Jinchen, and she leaned against his cheek. Her beautiful face was filled with joy, and she asked softly in a seductive tone: "Mr. Pei likes me like this, right?"

Pei Yinnian: “…”

He felt inexplicably palpitating.