The host and the protagonist had a happy ending again [Quick Transmigration]

Xu Ran's apartment wasn't big, at least much smaller than the Pei family's villa. Pei Jinchen was urged to go inside, but his tense body slowly relaxed.

The Pei family's villa was luxuriously decorated, but eerily empty; Xu Ran's place was different.

He sat on the soft sofa, with a variety show playing in the background. A minor celebrity came out carrying a first-aid kit, his expression slightly reproachful.

"It's all inflamed..."

The young starlet held her breath, forcefully pried open an iodine swab, and placed it on Pei Jinchen's wound, but was excessively gentle.

This is a home with a strong sense of life.

Pei Jinchen stared blankly at Xu Ran's delicate movements, and he glimpsed a hint of cherishing and heartache in them.

Cherish? Feel sorry for?

After carefully and evenly applying the burn ointment, the little star breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had completed a major project.

The young starlet looked up at him and smiled, not asking how he got injured, but instead asking with a smile, "What would you like for dinner?"

With just this casual remark, Pei Jinchen's heart pounded, and his eyes welled up with tears.

The young star raised an eyebrow slightly, with a hint of youthful arrogance, as if seeking praise: "You know, I'm a very good cook."

Pei Jinchen withdrew his hand, which had been properly treated, nodded, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I know."

He saw everything—the daily photos, the variety shows. The person in front of him was a very good person, a bright and cheerful young man with a promising future.

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But he was not like that. His outwardly glamorous appearance concealed a rotten core within. He had trapped himself, sinking deeper and deeper into his own mess.

The air in the city was heavy, and breathing felt like drowning. He had been alone for too long, and he had given up too quickly. So when he suddenly bumped into Xu Ran's arms, his first reaction was to run away.

He shouldn't have drowned alone, he didn't want to drown alone, but he couldn't pull down someone who wanted to pull him out.

The last rays of sunlight before sunset fell on Xu Ran's dark eyelashes, and Pei Jinchen heard himself whisper, "Anything is fine."

He's fine with anything, but he wants to try Xu Ran's cooking.

While Xu Ran was busy in the kitchen, she secretly glanced at Pei Jinchen sitting outside. Even sitting on the soft sofa, he still sat upright. He was the well-known President Pei, with outstanding looks and great wealth.

Xu Ran watched his slender back in silence. He was only twenty-five years old, an age when some people are just graduating from school and when mistakes can be forgiven.

Pei Jinchen had been sitting alone in the car, looking somewhat flustered, like a homeless orphan.

He stood on the top floor of the company building, silently crushed by the towering skyscrapers.

The aroma of the food slowly spread, and Pei Jinchen felt a little dazed; this was a long-lost warmth.

A bowl of warm porridge was placed in front of him, and he was greeted by the young star's bright and cheerful smile.

"Try it."

Pei Jinchen took a slow bite, and the first taste was soft, sticky white rice and savory chicken.

Pei Jinchen's lips were a pale color, but when they were moistened with hot porridge, they became a brighter red than usual. Xu Ran watched him carefully drink the porridge, one spoonful at a time.

Like a child suffering from famine, with rare food in front of him, every bite becomes exceptionally precious.

His glasses fogged up, and Xu Ran subconsciously reached out to take them off for him. Pei Jinchen froze for a moment, then slowly began to drink his porridge again.

Very nice.

After finishing the porridge, it was already dark outside the window.

Pei Jinchen sat there blankly, unusually at a loss.

Xu Ran smiled and said, "Would you like to stay here tonight?"

"I'd like to hitch a ride with you to the office tomorrow morning."

The young star has already come up with a reason for him.

Xu Ran came out with a set of pajamas and handed it to the taciturn sugar daddy.

"I have guest rooms here."

Pei Jinchen took the pajamas and said softly, "Thank you."

Pei Jinchen carried the little star's striped pajamas toward the bathroom. Although they were new, they were a style he would never have worn before. Behind him came the little star's laughing voice.

"Mr. Pei, but the bed in my room is more comfortable."

President Pei paused slightly, his eyes widening in astonishment.

The minor celebrity has always been unusually bold.

The sugar daddy lingered in the bathroom for a long time. Xu Ran came out of the master bedroom bathroom, took a book, and sat on the sofa to wait.

He is extremely patient.

So when Pei Jinchen walked out of the bathroom hesitantly, he found that the living room was still lit.

Pei Jinchen's hair wasn't dry, and water droplets fell on his shoulder, causing him to tremble slightly unconsciously.

Xu Ran shook the hairdryer, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and smiled at him.

Pei Jinchen slowly moved closer. The young star's touch was gentle and soothing, and the sound of the hairdryer was also very hypnotic. The tension in his heart unconsciously relaxed.

Are you unhappy today?

Pei Jinchen's eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't help but look up at him.

Xu Ran remained calm as she steadily dried his hair, as if it were just a casual question, and whether he answered or not was up to him.

The floor lamp in the living room casts a warm, orange light, creating a play of light and shadow that is strangely dim.

The rumble of cars echoed in Pei Jinchen's ears again. He closed his eyes briefly, a bitter smile playing on his lips.

"Xu Ran, when you first came to the company, did you ever hear what Old Pei's son's name was?"

Xu Ran was slightly taken aback, searched through the data, and honestly shook her head: "No."

Pei Jinchen paused for a moment, then said, "His name is Pei Wenshu. None of you have heard of him; my parents have protected him very well."

Perhaps it was the enchanting night, or perhaps it was Xu Ran's alluring smile.

They used to be complete strangers, and even though they worked in the same company, they had little interaction. But not long ago, they kissed and touched skin to skin, doing the most intimate thing in the world.

Xu Ran possessed a kind of magic that caused Pei Jinchen to unconsciously reveal his hidden feelings.

"Pei Wenshu is my younger brother," Pei Jinchen glanced at Xu Ran, his eyebrows curving upwards, his tone carrying an inexplicable lightness: "I've never met him, he's already dead."

Xu Ran fell silent, gently stroking his trembling eyelashes. His eyes weren't smiling; he was clearly sad.

Pei Jinchen withdrew his forced smile and slowly began to recount old stories.

Perhaps it was because too much time had passed, or perhaps his emotions were too intense, but what he said was somewhat incoherent and vague.

Xu Ran listened slowly, piecing together each sentence, and sketched out everything that Pei Jinchen had truly experienced that wasn't written in the plot.

What appeared to be a perfect family actually harbored a chilling secret.

Pei Jinchen was the eldest son of Pei's parents and was abducted as a child.

During her search for him, Pei's mother unexpectedly became pregnant again. To avoid any unforeseen circumstances, she temporarily put aside the search and began to focus on her pregnancy.

Today is June 15th, Pei Jinchen's younger brother's birthday, and also the day he was abducted, only a year apart.

Pei Wenshu was in poor health after birth, which attracted all of Pei's parents' attention, and they almost forgot that they had a lost eldest son.

Later, Pei Wenshu died of illness, but the police brought back their eldest son, whom they had been separated from for ten years.

Those misty gray eyes looked somewhat lost: "I clearly remember that they liked me a lot when I was little."