After being kicked out of the wealthy family along with her yandere childhood friend

Bai Tao was worried about Pei Jin, so she walked very fast on the way back.

But I still queued for a few minutes at the breakfast stall in the neighborhood and bought soy milk and fried dough sticks.

When going upstairs,

She immediately spotted a red and gold foil-stamped paper bag on the doorknob, sealed with a sunflower wax seal.

She opened it, and inside was an invitation sent by Xie Lingyun.

VIP111 private room.

She was stunned.

Even though she had previously attended the Sunflower Auction with Lin Meng and Bai Zhongjing, she had never sat in a VIP box.

That was prepared for those who were truly powerful and influential but did not want to reveal their identities.

She rummaged through the paper bag again and found a pure white angel mask at the bottom. It was finely crafted, with the edges of the feathers slightly curled up.

She breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door, hid the invitation and mask, changed her clothes, washed her hands, and then pushed open the bedroom door.

Pei Jin was still asleep, curled up in a ball, hugging the blanket.

Bai Tao gently sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch his forehead.

Thankfully, I don't have a fever.

Just as she was about to pull her hand away, Pei Jin grabbed it.

"Wife..."

His voice was still a little hoarse.

"Um."

She didn't know when it started, but every time Pei Jin called her "wife," she would subconsciously respond.

Pei Jin rolled over, wrapped his arms around her waist, and gently pulled her into his embrace. He also put his legs around her, wrapping his head around her neck.

Bai Tao felt ticklish from his teasing and laughed as she tried to hide away.

"Hey Pei Jin, what are you doing!"

She reached out and gently tugged at his hair, trying to pull him away from her neck.

"hiss--"

Pei Jin called out, and Bai Tao immediately released her grip, patting his back nervously.

"What's wrong? Did it hurt?"

Pei Jin swayed in her arms, then looked up, his eyes gleaming with a smug, triumphant glint.

"You've been tricked, you silly wife."

Before Bai Tao could refute him, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Pei Jin's fingers slowly moved upwards along the hem of her clothes. The drowsiness in his eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by a focused and dangerous gaze.

"Wife, I love you."

Bai Tao raised her hand and touched Pei Jin's eye. Pei Jin knew what this meant.

He smiled and buried his head in Bai Tao's chest.

"You want it?"

Bai Tao nodded, stretched out her leg, and hooked it around his back.

Pei Jin lowered his head and kissed her, his left hand expertly pulling open the bedside drawer.

I miss you, my wife.

Time and time again, but today Bai Tao was exceptionally cooperative. Pei Jin knew why: Bai Tao felt sorry for him, which made him even more excited.

When the final round ended, Bai Tao fainted from exhaustion.

Pei Jin carried her to the bathroom to take a shower. Looking in the mirror, he saw that she could only lean on him, and a perverse sense of satisfaction rose in his heart.

It's that feeling of being unconsciously attached to him that's so exhilarating.

He'd figured it out: if this path didn't work out, he'd work for Chi Shibao for two years, save enough money, and then come back to try his luck again.

He's still young, and his life will definitely get better and better.

After taking a shower, he held Bai Tao in his arms, slowly changed the sheets with one hand, gently placed Bai Tao on the bed, held her hand, and gently kissed her.

Thank you for taking care of me last night, baby.

I love you.

Less than forty hours until the sunflower auction—

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Xie Lingyun took a long detour and went to the two-story building on the far west side of the old house.

He was wearing Berluti handmade custom leather shoes, stepping on the weeds growing in the cracks of the stone path, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He was only three years old when his uncle died.

He can't remember many things, but he can still find a picture of his uncle holding him in a few photo albums from his childhood.

The person he took the most photos with back then was his uncle.

But today he went to the study to look for that photo album, and he couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked.

So he had to find it himself.

The outer wall of the courtyard was covered with thorny roses.

Xie Lingyun tried pushing the door, but it was locked tightly.

Having served in the army for five years, he glanced around, took a few steps back, ran, grabbed the top of the gate railing, and climbed over.

The yard had clearly been neglected for a long time; the weeds had grown almost as tall as a person and were leaning precariously in the yard.

He reached out to push the handle of the main door, and sure enough, it was locked.

The Xie family's old house is built in the Chinese style. He walked around the small building and saw a terrace on the second floor of the backyard.

He lit a cigarette, took two puffs, threw it on the ground and stomped it out, then found a few footholds and climbed up to the second floor.

The sliding door to the terrace was locked from the inside, and the curtains were drawn tightly, making it impossible to see anything inside.

He tried several windows, but they wouldn't budge.

Did you smash the window?

That's too risky.

The old house is renovated every year, but this little building seems to have been forgotten.

He unfastened his watch, pulled a thin wire from the strap, tried it twice with the keyhole of the sliding door, and gently pulled it open.

He stood at the doorway, not going in immediately.

He first drew back the curtains, then stepped aside to avoid the light; dust particles in the air were flying around.

He covered his mouth and nose, holding a small knife in his hand, and slowly walked in, frowning and looking around warily.

Then he looked up and immediately saw the huge wedding photo on the headboard.

Xie Jiahe, holding a bouquet of flowers, smiled freely and unrestrainedly at his wife.

He didn't remember when Xie Jiahe got married, but Bai Tao's boyfriend looked so much like the person in the photo.

Aside from the eyes, the look in their eyes is different.

Xie Jiahe became even more unrestrained and flamboyant.

The boy's eyes held desire and ambition, and he appeared more composed and reserved than Xie Jiahe in the photo.

My uncle...

Do you have children?

But he had never heard of it.

-

Pei Jin had already prepared for the worst.

These past two days, he has locked himself in his office, meticulously reviewing the experimental data one by one.

Song Yu and several other R&D staff stood outside the door watching him, their eyes filled with reluctance and sadness.

"elder brother……"

Pei Jin looked up at them.

"It's alright, let's organize the experiment progress first."

Don't let your skills be sold out. Even if it doesn't work out now, there might be an opportunity in the future.

Several people nodded with red eyes, then turned and left.

Pei Jin wasn't used to making empty promises, so he didn't mention that he might continue doing it in a couple of years.

He had just looked down and flipped through a few more pages of data when someone knocked on the door and came in.

"Brother Pei, someone's looking for you at the door."

Pei Jin walked out, but there was no one at the reception desk.

But through the glass, he immediately saw a person standing under the sycamore tree outside.

It's the man who helped Bai Tao take him home last night.

When Pei Jin was twenty-four years old and had nothing...

Xie Lingyun, who was twenty-seven years old, had a powerful family backing him and was himself exceptionally talented.

This was the first time I felt inferior.

His hand, which was in his pocket, clenched tightly. That must be the man the Bai family wanted Bai Tao to return for a marriage alliance.

Hearing footsteps, Xie Lingyun turned around, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and handed one to Pei Jin.

Pei Jin shook his head.

Xie Lingyun didn't press the matter. He took out a cigarette, lit it, exhaled a puff of smoke, and then spoke.

"Shall we chat?"

Pei Jin nodded, and the two walked out along the road in the innovation park.

Xie Lingyun finished his cigarette and spoke first.

Three hundred million.

"Three hundred million, and you leave Bai Tao."

Pei Jin didn't know why at first, but after hearing it, he chuckled.

Xie Ling turned around, frowning as she looked at him.

"What are you laughing at?"

He had investigated Pei Jin; he cared deeply about this project, investing a great deal of energy and time, and was even willing to set aside his dignity to buy the company.

A man who is so eager to succeed will definitely not care about relationships.

He is not worthy of Bai Tao's love for him.

Pei Jin glanced at him disdainfully.

"What makes you think 300 million will make me leave her?"

Xie Lingyun frowned. Less?

"You love her, but you want to succeed more."

With these 300 million, you can continue to pursue your dreams; without them, you'll have nothing.

You can't give her a better life, but I can.

Pei Jin took two steps forward, his shoe tip aligning with Xie Lingyun's shoe tip.

"Anything you can do, I can do too."

A slight, provocative smile played on his lips.

"and,

Of course my wife loves me, that's why she wouldn't leave me.

If she cared so much about money, she could have gone back to the Bai family and lived a better life long ago.

The fact that she doesn't leave me shows that my wife loves me very much.

He paused, then said,

"Also, my wife doesn't like the smell of smoke."

Xie Lingyun was not angry at his provocation. Instead, he smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"hiss--"

Pei Jin tilted his head slightly.

Xie Lingyun withdrew his hand, glanced at the strand of hair tucked into the watch strap, and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Excuse me."

"fine."

Pei Jin didn't linger and turned to leave.

Xie Lingyun bent down and picked out the hair from the watch strap, then took out a bag from his pocket and put it in.

Pei Jin walked away nimbly, but only he knew how tightly he was clenching his fist in his pocket.

He bit down on the soft flesh inside his mouth until he tasted blood before letting go.

Xie Lingyun is wrong. He really wanted to succeed, but he loved Bai Tao even more.

He wanted to succeed so that Bai Tao could have a better life than before.

Why would he abandon the white peach just to succeed?

He can't live without her.