The wealthy young master is a money fan

If you say that Pei Ji is usually like a block of ice to outsiders, he doesn't respond to anyone coldly, his eyebrows and eyes are always so dull, as if no one can't get out of his heart.

The Pei Ji who was facing Lin Xinrui now was Bing Leng, with sharp ice thorns, wishing to kill the person in front of him with his eyes.

If there was a third person at the scene, one could feel Pei Ji's anger without explaining.

Pei Ji didn't take Miao Rong's repeated provocations at ease, and didn't give another look to Ren Feihang, who taunted and sarcastically spread rumors that he was taken care of by a rich man, and even framed him at the meeting.

But facing Lin Xinrui who had adopted him for half a month, Pei Ji hated to let him die.

Pei Ji tried her best to control her emotions, so she held back and didn't throw a punch.

Lin Xinrui obviously also noticed Pei Ji's emotional fluctuations, not only did not panic, but also smiled indifferently, shrugged and spread his hands: "Don't be nervous, although you are unkind, but my father can't be unrighteous, I won't talk to you about the past If you care about it, I won't do anything to you."

"I found you with great difficulty. It's nothing else. You've seen it. You've lived a wonderful life these years. I heard that you have adopted rich parents and don't worry about food and clothing. But I'm different. "

"I think you have quite a lot of friends now, and you probably don't want them to know about your bad past..."

Lin Xinrui talked a lot, but to sum it up, there is only one word of money.

Pei Ji didn't even want to refuse directly:

"You are dreaming."

Lin Xinrui: "This is your fault. I don't care about your disfigurement. You just save me a little from your fingers. Your friend is hard-won..."

The rotten smell in the alley rose in the air, making Pei Ji almost out of breath.

Looking at Lin Xinrui, who was half grinning, opening and closing his mouth, scenes that were dusty in his memory flashed before Pei Ji's eyes.

The tingling pain in the palm of the hand coincided with the memory, Pei Ji looked down at his hand, and suddenly saw the scarlet blood on it.

The pupils shrank suddenly, and the string in his head collapsed to the extreme and then buzzed. Pei Ji could no longer hear what Lin Xinrui said clearly, pieces of white light like feathers flashed in front of his eyes, and his brain went berserk.

Pei Ji felt that his body was gradually becoming heavy and uncontrollable, but his consciousness was floating away from his body, looking down on the two people who were facing each other on the ground from the perspective of God.

Lin Xinrui, who had an unshaven beard and hunched back making the sound of breaking a bellows, and himself who was frozen in place, his stomach convulsed, and his whole body was trembling so that he couldn't think.

I don't know how long it took, but when Pei Ji's consciousness of being on the sidelines returned, Lin Xinrui had disappeared.

And he himself was curled up against the grimy back wall.

Stomach throbbing, Pei Ji blinked slowly, and finally stood up slowly with his hands supporting the mottled wall.

Picking up the trash bag on the ground and throwing it into the trash bin in front, Pei Ji went back to the store with a numb expression.

Pei Ji had been throwing trash away for so long, the foreman wanted to ask a few questions, but before he could say anything, he found that the other person's face was pale, his lips were torn, and traces of blood seeped out, becoming the only color on his entire face.

The foreman was taken aback by Pei Ji's appearance, and stepped forward with a worried expression on his face:

"What's wrong with you, Pei Ji? Are you feeling unwell?"

The foreman stretched out his hand to test the temperature on Pei Ji's forehead, but just as he reached over, the back of his hand suddenly felt a pain.

With a 'slap', Pei Ji slapped his hand away heavily, looked at him cautiously, and said in a dry voice, "Don't touch me."

The foreman let out a short cry, covering the back of his hand in pain.

Pei Ji's slap was so strong that the foreman suspected that he had broken his palm.

What a fucking pain.

There are definitely five red marks on the back of his hand!

Pei Ji's reaction was so great that the foreman took two steps back with his hands covered in fright, and said in surprise, "I won't touch you, Pei Ji, calm down and make up your mind."

Others in the back kitchen also noticed what was going on with Pei Ji and the foreman. They all looked at me and I looked at you. They didn't know what happened to Pei Ji.

They didn't know, and they didn't dare to ask because of the low air pressure around Pei Ji.

Several people watched Pei Ji go to the changing room, and watched him leave work with his bag on his back.

Everyone didn't dare to take a breath, and only let out a breath when Pei Ji's figure disappeared from the field of vision, discussing what happened to Pei Ji: "It was fine just now, but it's just like this after throwing a trash back, did you hit a ghost?"

Some people deliberately went to the back alley to look, and finally came back with their noses pinched, their faces wrinkled into buns: "There is nothing behind."

"Strange, or who offended Pei Ji?"

"I can't, is there something wrong at home?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally shook their heads, without discussing why.

Peng Gaojun also noticed that the young master's mood was different from usual. After seeing him get in the car, he cautiously asked him whether he was going back to Pei's house or Jiangchengyuan.

There was heating in the car, which made Pei Ji's frozen body regain some consciousness, and the blood began to flow again, and a tinge of color returned to his face.

After closing his eyes for a while, Pei Ji asked to go back to Jiangcheng Garden.

Peng Gaojun felt that Pei Ji's state was abnormal today, and after answering, he wondered whether he should tell Pei Xiu and the others.

……

Yan Heng also felt something was wrong with Pei Ji.

When Yan Heng sent his little boyfriend to the Angel's House in the morning, he noticed that the little dean talked less than usual.

And the mood is obviously different from before.

Preoccupied.

While waiting for the red light, Yan Heng asked Pei Qian who was on the side with his eyes, what does that mean?

What's wrong with your brother?

It's a pity that Pei Qian didn't understand Yan Heng's meaning from his eyes. She opened her big round eyes and asked crisply, "Big brother, are your eyes uncomfortable?"

Pei Ji, who had been silently looking out of the car window, turned to look at him.

Yan Heng: "..."

Yan Heng smiled and shook his head: "No."

Pei Ji withdrew his gaze and remained silent.

Ever since meeting Lin Xinrui last night, Pei Ji has been in a panic, knowing that the other party will not let it go.

After all, a few years ago, he personally sent Lin Xinrui to prison, leaving such a long scar on his face.

Pei Ji didn't know how Lin Xinrui found the cafe, nor did he know what he knew.

But when he thought of Lin Xinrui watching and investigating him somewhere without his knowledge, Pei Ji felt sick from the bottom of his heart.

The car slowly stopped at the Angel's House. After Yan Heng unbuckled his seat belt, he saw that Pei Ji hadn't moved. His eyes were looking out the window, but he didn't know where his thoughts had gone.

Yan Heng paused, opened the back door and let Pei Qian get out of the car and go in first, while he squeezed into the back seat.

Pulled back by the sound of the door opening, Pei Ji moved a bit and leaned over to get out of the car when Yan Heng raised his hand and gently pushed him back.

Seeing Yan Heng, who got into the car and closed the doors and windows in a series of movements smoothly without any pause, Pei Ji glanced at Pei Qian outside, and asked him, "What are you doing?"

When Pei Qian, who got out of the car, saw Yan Heng going up, she was taken aback for a moment, then slapped her forehead, thinking that the two of them were going to whisper, she covered her mouth and ran away with a sneer.

Pei Qian is very conscious, not to be a light bulb for her brothers.

In the car, Yan Heng held Pei Ji's left and right sides with both hands and looked at it for a moment, then tapped the bridge of his nose lightly, and asked, "What's wrong with my boyfriend, why is he unhappy?"

Pei Ji, whose face was held in his hands, moved his eyes, lifted his chin to free his face from Yan Heng's hands, and said calmly, "It's okay."

Yan Heng naturally didn't believe it, so he leaned over and kissed him, fixedly looked into his eyes, and lowered the ending: "Not honest."

Pei Ji pursed her lips, and looked away from him.

Pei Ji obviously had something to do but didn't want to say it, and Yan Heng couldn't force him, so after sighing inwardly, he took him into his arms and patted him.

Yan Heng's voice was soft:

"It's okay, let's wait until you are willing to talk about it."

Although the two are together, Yan Heng sometimes feels that he can't catch Pei Ji.

Just like at this moment, Pei Ji was clearly in his arms, but he felt a little empty.

Because Yan Heng knew that the little dean hadn't fully trusted himself, and hadn't completely opened his heart to him.

It was as if there was an invisible barrier between them, this feeling made Yan Heng worry about gains and losses.

Yan Heng had a meeting to be held in the morning, so he couldn't stay in the Angel's House all the time, so after sending him to him, he hugged him and let Pei Ji in.

When driving away from the Angel's House, Yan Heng didn't notice that there was a man across the street, holding a bowl of cold noodles, staring intently at Pei Ji who entered the Angel's House.

The one staring at Pei Ji was Lin Xinrui whom he had just met yesterday.

Looking at Pei Ji's back, Lin Xinrui held a disposable plastic lunch box in one hand, and covered the scar on his face with the other, with raging hatred in his eyes.

If it weren't for Pei Ji, he would never have fallen to such a level.

Lin Xinrui's appearance was vicissitudes, his temples were gray, and his clothes were sloppy, he looked like a man in his fifties or sixties.

In fact, he is only 45 this year.

Thanks to Pei Ji, he lost his decent and stable job, his wife also divorced him, and he was still in prison for several years.

Prison is not a place for people to stay. Lin Xinrui suffered a lot in it, and unfortunately encountered prison inmates making trouble. His bones were broken and he became hunchbacked.

Lin Xinrui knew that Pei Ji was now the dean of the Angel House, and also a top student at a top domestic university, and his life was going smoothly.

Look at my own miserable situation now, I have left a criminal record, many companies do not accept it, I can only do cleaning in the shopping mall, and do those dirty, tiring and unpaid jobs...

Thinking of this, Lin Xinrui squeezed the lunch box in his hand, his eyes were a little fierce.

It's all Pei Ji's fault that he has fallen to this point, he will not let him go just like this.

It's hard for him, and Pei Ji doesn't want to enjoy it either.

Lin Xinrui made up his mind that if Pei Ji really didn't want to give the money, he would fight to the death.

A barefoot person is not afraid of a person wearing shoes. Anyway, he has nothing left, and he has nothing to lose.

Staring at the gate of the Angel's House with gloomy eyes, Lin Xinrui began to think in his heart how to make Pei Ji bleed.

He had suffered such a great crime because of Pei Ji, so there was no reason not to ask for some favors.

Yan Heng, who drove to the company, didn't know what happened, his eyelids twitched suddenly.

……

In the next few days, Pei Ji went to work in the cafe as usual.

When he was at work, Yan Heng would order a cup of coffee and wait for him in the shop when he was free. The other staff members in the shop knew that Pei Ji had a good relationship with this handsome man who couldn't look away, so they were no strangers to it.

However, there are many rules outside Yan Heng, and he didn't do any intimate behaviors in public, so everyone regarded him and Pei Ji as good friends, and their families were close, so they didn't speculate on couples.

When Yan Heng came to the cafe, he would meet people who came to strike up a conversation almost every day, both men and women.

While Pei Ji was washing a rag, when he came back, he saw a blond foreign man sitting opposite Yan Heng.

Seeing the way the man looked at Yan Heng, even if he didn't want to ask, he knew that he was another person who was seduced by Yan Heng, a vixen.

There are two employees discussing in whispers:

"Here's another one, how many is this today?"

"It's not the same to be handsome, and the peach blossoms are constant, and the fate of drinking a cup of coffee will come."

"Foreigners are open-minded. They hook up when they see it, and they are not discouraged when they are rejected. They are quite persistent."

"Who says no, I heard that Mr. Yan rejected him twice, didn't he also come the day before yesterday?"

Pei Ji brushed past the two colleagues with a blank expression, and walked towards Yan Heng's table with a rag.

Before he got close, Pei Ji heard the foreign man make friends with Yan Heng in broken Chinese, calling Yan Heng dear.

Hearing this address, Pei Ji's temples jumped violently.

The blond man is gay, and he came to Nanfeng City for tourism this time. However, after seeing Yan Heng, he felt that the other party was crazy about his own aesthetics, so he asked for contact information and wanted to develop a cross-border relationship.

Even though Yan Heng had clearly refused and stated that he already had a boyfriend, he still did not give up and pestered Yan Heng to make him think about it, as if he would not give up if he did not win Yan Heng's beauty.

The blond man was very confident in his appearance, so he told Yan Heng that he could try it first, if it didn't suit him, he was an adult.

However, in Yan Heng's heart, this person is not as good as his little dean's finger, so he naturally refused to try anything.

But the opponent is like a fly, this is the second time they have come together, Yan Heng is very annoying.

When Pei Ji heard the golden retriever call Yan Heng dear, the expression on his face became even colder, and he threw the freshly washed rag on the dining table gently.

The blond man's face was splashed with a lot of water, and he wiped his face yelling, his brows were furrowed, and a series of English came out of his mouth, accusing Pei Ji, the waiter.

The golden retriever chattered a lot, Pei Ji raised his hand and wiped the table, then lightly said sorry, he couldn't understand English, turned around and left.

Before leaving, Pei Ji gave Yan Heng a serious look, the meaning in his eyes

You restrain yourself.

Not only the blond man, but even Yan Heng was shown off by Pei Ji's operation.

Not for anything else, just because Pei Ji said the phrase 'I don't understand English' just now in English, and the pronunciation is standard and fluent.

So Pei Ji's words are not convincing at all.