Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The Pei family's old house.

Pei Jianzhong and Xu Liu both knew that today would definitely not be a peaceful day, so they asked their son to pick up his brother from the station and then found excuses to go out and discuss business.

If it were in the past, they would definitely think that the marriage arrangement that their second brother arranged for Yin Nian before his death must be an excellent one. Besides, although the Shen family is rooted in Shanghai, they are also old friends. It is not bad to use marriage to stabilize the family business in troubled times.

But the problem is that Yinnian is the head of the family now, and he is accompanied by Jinchen, who looks like an actor but is actually too mysterious, so they really can't say much.

After all, Shen Qiuhe's attitude towards Jinchen these days is really... intriguing.

Finally, the old couple decided to let the younger generations handle the matter themselves, while they went out to avoid the limelight.

As soon as the car stopped, Asi, the servant who was in charge of taking care of Jinchen, came over first, even faster than the housekeeper of the old house.

"The head of the family, Mr. Jin."

Ah Xi called out to Pei Yinnian first, pretending not to notice the strange aura of the two men when they got off the car. He only whispered to Jin Chen when he got off the car, "That guy is trying to show off his power to you again. He prepared a big table of food to welcome the master of the house, and even drove away the two people who served you. He almost thinks he is another master in this house."

How could Jinchen not know who that person was talking about?

He changed his attitude in the past few days, which made Shen Qiuhe so angry that he vomited blood from time to time even though they didn't meet many times. He held Pei Yinnian's arm with a wronged look.

"You see, when you're not at home, he does this every day, torturing me in different ways."

Pei Yiqing, who happened to follow, almost stumbled, thinking that his sister-in-law was quite outspoken.

It is true that you are fighting openly and secretly, but you have never let yourself suffer any loss.

As soon as they entered the inner house, they saw a young man in a moon-white gown walking out of the archway.

Unlike Jinchen who was overly cold and flamboyant, Shen Qiuhe was more reserved and gentle like a southerner, like a scholar from old times.

"Xiao Nian, long time no see."

Shen Qiuhe stopped on the gravel path, as if he was the only one she could see, and a smile grew on her face.

Jinchen snorted coldly, hugged Pei Yinnian's narrow waist tightly, and pretended not to see the person in front of him.

Pei Yinnian patted Jinchen's arm, took two steps forward, and said calmly: "Long time no see, Brother Shen."

Shen Qiuhe is half a year older than Pei Yinnian. When they lived in the old house, he was the oldest among all the children.

But this title now sounds a bit more polite and distant.

"I was away these days, so I didn't know you came to Beiping." Pei Yinnian added, "But fortunately my lover is still at home. I hope I didn't neglect Brother Shen."

Shen Qiuhe: “…”

Jinchen chuckled, his tone mixed with a bit of pride and pride, "Yes, I hope you enjoy your visit, Brother Shen."

He followed Pei Yinnian's advice and changed his words, and Shen Qiuhe's face turned even paler.

"Cough cough cough..."

Shen Qiuhe hissed and pressed his fist against his lower lip, coughing weakly, "Xiao Nian, can I have a few words with you alone?"

He hesitated to look at Jinchen, then quickly looked away, "I hope... Mr. Jin won't stop me."

[Ah, host, you have met your match.] Ling Gungun chewed the tea bag and smacked it, [This tea is quite strong.]

"Okay." Jin Chen answered first, letting go of Pei Yinnian's hand, "You two friends must have a lot to talk about when you meet again."

"Jinchen."

Pei Yinnian frowned, not wanting Jinchen to wrong himself, but he smiled and said, "It's okay, brother. Go ahead. I understand."

"Let's go." Jinchen gave Pei Yiqing a look.

"Oh oh oh, okay."

Pei Yiqing was enjoying his meal, and upon hearing this, he quickly followed him, not forgetting to look back to observe his brother's expression.

Doesn't look happy at all!

"Sister-in-law, why do you let Brother Qiu He and my brother be alone? Aren't you jealous?" Pei Yiqing chased after her and asked.

"If I don't leave, will he vomit blood again? How scary." Jinchen thought for a moment, his eyes full of cunning, "Ah Xi, go call the doctor from the house now."

"Ok sir."

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"Xiao Nian, after not seeing you for several years, you are even more powerful than before."

Shen Qiuhe sat beside the stone bench, and his eyes turned red after he said a few words. "I know that Mr. Jin must have said something to you just now, but before you defend him, can you listen to me first?"

"You say." Pei Yinnian's expression did not change, but there was a hint of fatigue in his eyes. The exhaustion from the long-distance train ride made him want to go back to his room and rest.

"I'm dying."

Shen Qiuhe said.

"……what?"

Pei Yinnian was a little surprised. The hand pressing on his forehead stopped and slowly dropped, and his eyes finally turned to the pale-faced Shen Qiuhe.

"Weren't you cured in England?"

"My disease is incurable, and I used to rely on medication to keep myself going. There is no cure in England either." Shen Qiuhe shook his head.

He took a deep breath and looked at Pei Yinnian with red eyes, "So, I want to use the last time of my life to fulfill the previous engagement between our two families."

"As long as we follow the marriage agreement, business dealings will also allow you to build connections in Shanghai. After I die... it will not affect your relationship with Mr. Jin."

Pei Yinnian: “…”

No matter from which point of view, it is indeed beneficial to the Pei family with no harm.

There are many concessions in Shanghai now, and the entertainment and foreign trade businesses are both popular. He also wants to do business in Shanghai.

But it must not be done in this way.

"I don't agree, Brother Shen." Pei Yinnian's face darkened, "The engagement cannot be turned into a tool for profit."

"If it can't be cured in the UK, maybe there is a way to treat it in China. I'll ask someone to help you find a good hospital."

Shen Qiuhe sighed softly and smiled bitterly.

"That's fine, but if... there's no other way, I still hope you can think it through."

Shen Qiuhe suddenly coughed softly, and soon the teacup was stained with blood, spreading to the bottom of the cup.

Pei Yinnian saw the whole scene. He frowned, but he couldn't bear to say anything. "Brother Shen, go back to your room and rest. This matter ends here."

Shen Qiuhe didn't keep him any longer and was helped back to his room by the servant.

Pei Yinnian had a headache, drank the tea in the cup, then stood up and left.

In the room, Jinchen was reading the book he had placed on the bedside table. The music from the phonograph poured into the room, creating a peaceful and quiet atmosphere.

Pei Yinnian's tense mood suddenly relaxed and he took off his coat.

"Brother is back." Jin Chen had just put down the book when Pei Yinnian held him in his arms, with his hands on the head of the bed, and their breaths blended together.

Jinchen raised his eyebrows slightly, put his arms around Pei Yinnian's waist and deepened the kiss, then he completely hugged him into his arms and half leaned against the head of the bed.

After the passionate and tender kiss, Pei Yinnian told Jinchen what had just happened while lying in his arms.

It is easiest to relax by lying in a familiar embrace. Pei Yinnian gradually felt sleepy and let Jinchen cover him with a quilt.

"So that's it."

Jin Chen did not question the truthfulness of Shen Qiuhe's words in front of his wife. Instead, he asked, "Then what do you think?"

"I won't agree to that."

Pei Yinnian looked up at him, raised his hand and gently stroked the side of Jinchen's face, and said in a sleepy and hoarse voice, "Don't believe anything others say to you."

"...Also, try not to meet him. He is in poor health after all."

Pei Yinnian's words weren't even a request; rather, they sounded like he was coaxing Jinchen.

"Ok, I know."

Jinchen hugged him tightly, with tenderness in his eyes, "Brother, take a nap. You must be exhausted from taking the train."

Pei Yinnian hugged Jinchen's neck, buried his head in it, closed his eyes and rested, and soon fell into a deep sleep.