Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Jinchen stayed with Pei Yinnian in the small western-style building the whole afternoon. Although the things that Yun Cunxuan joked about did not happen, he did stay overnight after all.

The next morning, Jinchen was called down by the servant to have breakfast.

To be precise, this was the first time Jinchen had a proper breakfast in more than half a month since he came to this world.

The two-faced boss insisted that he lose weight and not only refused to eat, but also practiced some basic skills in the morning, so when he faced Pei Yinnian, he couldn't help but complain.

Pei Yinnian was stirring the porridge in the white porcelain bowl. Hearing this, he looked up at Jinchen, who looked aggrieved, and showed a rare bit of patience.

"Then eat more, so you won't be hungry again when you return to the theater."

Jinchen stuffed another steamed bun into his mouth, then suddenly remembered something. He moved closer to Pei Yinnian and asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Pei, can you take me back to the theater today if you are not busy?"

This was the first request he made when he arrived at the small Western-style building. He didn't want any valuable jewelry, and he didn't even want any banknotes.

Pei Yinnian had to admit that he really didn't find this attitude troublesome.

"can."

Besides, he was going to the dock to discuss business today, so passing by Weiyang Theater was just a matter of convenience.

Although Jinchen did not mention it, the butler who sent him to the car when he left the small western-style building still stuffed a banknote into his hand. It was obvious who had instructed him to do so. Jinchen did not show off, but just held the banknote and looked at Pei Yinnian who was walking from the door.

The weather in Peking has been good during this period. The bright-looking boy is dazzling enough just standing next to the car under the sunshine, not to mention the burning gaze from Jinchen.

Pei Yinnian turned his head slightly, looked at Jinchen, then looked away and got into the car from the other side.

"Mr. Pei, thank you."

Pei Yinnian knew what Jinchen was talking about. He looked back at him and said calmly, "Do you want fame or money?"

This brings us back to the question of whether to follow him or to praise him in the first place.

Jinchen suddenly approached, and gently placed his slender fingers on Pei Yinnian's wrist, feeling a little hot. Pei Yinnian leaned back and heard Jinchen say, "I want to be famous, and I also want to follow you."

"Mr. Pei, you will like me very much."

After saying this, Jinchen clearly noticed that Pei Yinnian's pulse on his wrist had quickened a little, so he smiled more harmlessly but seductively.

How could Pei Yinnian not sense his subtle probing? He couldn't help but feel that he was really brave and clearly had no experience at all.

He raised his hand and pinched Jinchen's chin with his slightly cool fingers, teasing but not caring at all, "Do you know what it means to follow me? It will be dangerous if you follow me."

"I know. As long as I can follow you, I won't be afraid of anything."

Jinchen smiled, covered his palm, tilted his head and kissed it lightly, "I can do it."

Pei Yinnian: “…”

He frowned, his eyes darkened a little, raised his eyes and asked coldly: "Do you have experience?"

"No," Jinchen denied quickly. After a moment, he lowered his eyes slightly. His eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes, making him look a little pitiful for no reason.

"Mr. Pei, I don't have a home, but... they all say I'm good-looking."

Jinchen didn't go into further details, but everyone knew what the fate of a beautiful woman standing alone in troubled times would be, not to mention that she was born in Shanghai, a city even more chaotic than Beijing.

Even if there is nothing, the dirty words in my ears will probably never stop.

Pei Yinnian fell silent, a fleeting look of heartache flashed in his eyes, and he patted Jinchen's face lightly when he pulled his hand back.

"No one will dare to bully you in Peking."

Jinchen nodded lightly, turned his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Pei Yinnian curled up his fingers, and his cold eyes became a little softer.

[The detection of the villain triggers the heartbeat value, the heartbeat value is +5, and the total is 5! 】

Ling Gungun nodded as if he had learned something. It turns out that heartache is the beginning of love!

The black Buick stopped at the Weiyang Theater. When the troupe's servants who were sweeping the floor at the door saw the license plate clearly, they were startled. One of them hurried over to greet him, while the other quickly ran to ask the troupe's manager to come.

The class leader had been waiting since he woke up in the morning, knowing that the Pei family would send Jinchen back. He originally wanted to apologize sincerely, as he would have to rely on this little ancestor for a long time in the future.

He could have expected this, but he never expected that the person who sent Jinchen back was Mr. Pei! The squad leader was so scared that he took Xu Nanchun, who had caused trouble yesterday, out to admit his mistake.

Through the gate, everyone in the troupe was hiding inside and peeking out. They saw with their own eyes Jinchen holding Mr. Pei's hand and getting out of the car. What a doting look!

Many young men and women in the role of women were gritting their teeth, because that was Mr. Pei, the man who had the final say in Peking. Any small amount of money that slipped through his fingers would mean wealth and glory that ordinary people could never achieve in their lifetime. No one had ever been able to stay by his side.

How could Jinchen pick up such a good thing? This is more enviable than picking up gold on the street.

But then looking at Jinchen's face, which was truly a disaster for the country and the people, he could only hide any jealousy in his heart. It was his own fault that his appearance could not compare to others.

People in this business understand the principle of respecting the body first and the soul later very well.

"Mr. Pei, I'm sorry about what happened yesterday. I was too careless and I will never do it again."

No matter how unwilling Xu Nanchun was, he had to give in. When he noticed Pei Yinnian's eyes looking at him, cold sweat broke out on his clenched hands and his voice trembled when he spoke.

He had a gentle and charming appearance, which made him particularly pitiful. Jinchen glanced at him from the side and tightened his hold on Pei Yinnian's arms, as if he felt insecure.

Pei Yinian knew that Jinchen had also been wronged yesterday. Perhaps because of the pain he felt just now, he actually defended Xu Nanchun and said calmly, "Mr. Xu, just keep your mouth shut in the future. Young Master Xiao should teach you more about the principle that trouble comes from your mouth."

Xu Nanchun: “…”

He looked up in surprise, but when he met Pei Yinnian's cold gaze, his face turned pale and he lowered his eyes, "Yes..."

The class leader opened his mouth but dared not say anything.

Mr. Pei's words were not just a lesson, but also meant to ask Xu Nanchun to sing less in the future! Isn't it obvious that he wanted to make Jinchen famous?

Jinchen is such a lucky kid.

Without looking at the angry faces of the boss and Xu Nanchun, Jinchen stopped while he was ahead. He said a few words to Pei Yinnian and watched him get into the car and leave. When Pei Yinnian looked at him through the car window, he did not forget to give him a smile.

Pei Yinnian was going to discuss the dock business. Although the members of the Chamber of Commerce were all ulterior motives, there would be no danger if the Xiao family did not get involved, so Jinchen did not follow him.

After the car left, someone who had a good relationship with Jinchen came over and asked, "Are you really hooking up with Mr. Pei? Did you...sleep with him last night?"

Jinchen was not unaware of the envious and jealous gazes of the crowd, and decided to kill all potential rivals in love in the cradle.

He tapped his temples with his fingertips, as delicate as a willow swaying in the wind. His tone was hoarse and bewitching, as if he was possessed by a spirit of drama.

"That's why Mr. Pei specially sent me back because he was afraid that taking a rickshaw would be too tiring."

Look what this says!

Now I feel tired of riding in a rickshaw!

Xu Nanchun took a deep breath, looked at Jinchen coldly, then turned and left.